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I know I should update more. . . and comment more but, alas I've been to lazy BUSY to do so. The past two week I haven't had a real moment to myself. XD
Well Friday the boy thought he'd be cool and take me out for food. I (I was left ALL alone and with no one to talk to because Grampy was working/picking up brother and Gramy was babysitting.) had cheese raviolis and we both felt WICKED COOL because neither of us was motivated enough to change out of our uniforms. He opens my door all the time so I usualyy lean over and open it for him, yea he locked it with the button pushing. (Yes I know you either don't care/don't get it XD)
Yestaday he takes me out and buys me roses, like ROSES. >=< Spoiled I be. And to top it off he buys my ticket and starts to make a fuss when I get him a soda and S&Ms M&Ms. MOU! We watched the Passion of Christ and let me tell you. I love gore, I think its fun and usually makes me happy. That movie. . .WHAT THE HELL WAS WRONG WITH THAT FUCKING ROMAN DUDE WHO LAUGHED THE ENTIRE TIME! >___< MAN! Beating him with the clawed whip thing. And if you didn't know latin during that sequence he was whipped with that and the rod 33 times. On each side of his body. I think it was a very well done movie, impassioned but never EVER watch it on a Saturday when you have nothing better to do. Trust me.
*COUGH* And this morning I set my alarm for 7 so I could get up and walk to teh Grammy's for I did not feeling like going to the Father Daughter breakfast late and throughly lectured on how much like my mother I am. According to Grammy this is called 'responsobility' I considered a narrow save from a throbbing headache that would have pissed me off all day. :D
And now I have an hour before Grampy takes Andrew and I out shopping for clothes. I shall work on a post and my MOUNTIAN of history. Neither I want to do. And I swear I'm not singing along to Backstreet Boys.
Well Friday the boy thought he'd be cool and take me out for food. I (I was left ALL alone and with no one to talk to because Grampy was working/picking up brother and Gramy was babysitting.) had cheese raviolis and we both felt WICKED COOL because neither of us was motivated enough to change out of our uniforms. He opens my door all the time so I usualyy lean over and open it for him, yea he locked it with the button pushing. (Yes I know you either don't care/don't get it XD)
Yestaday he takes me out and buys me roses, like ROSES. >=< Spoiled I be. And to top it off he buys my ticket and starts to make a fuss when I get him a soda and S&Ms M&Ms. MOU! We watched the Passion of Christ and let me tell you. I love gore, I think its fun and usually makes me happy. That movie. . .WHAT THE HELL WAS WRONG WITH THAT FUCKING ROMAN DUDE WHO LAUGHED THE ENTIRE TIME! >___< MAN! Beating him with the clawed whip thing. And if you didn't know latin during that sequence he was whipped with that and the rod 33 times. On each side of his body. I think it was a very well done movie, impassioned but never EVER watch it on a Saturday when you have nothing better to do. Trust me.
*COUGH* And this morning I set my alarm for 7 so I could get up and walk to teh Grammy's for I did not feeling like going to the Father Daughter breakfast late and throughly lectured on how much like my mother I am. According to Grammy this is called 'responsobility' I considered a narrow save from a throbbing headache that would have pissed me off all day. :D
And now I have an hour before Grampy takes Andrew and I out shopping for clothes. I shall work on a post and my MOUNTIAN of history. Neither I want to do. And I swear I'm not singing along to Backstreet Boys.