So friday at like 6:30, i get a call that asks if i can be ready in like 5 minutes. HA. So i left the house looking like hell but oh well. I made it to Erikas, and after a quick stalking trip, we ventured out to Romeo for the Peach Fest. Romeo is so ... well, Romeo. Its a pretty dull city but the fair thing was alright. We just walked and walked ( Read more... )

So lets back up about 2 weeks. I missed the first day of school for the funeral. Its was horrible, as you can probably imagine your fathers funeral would be. We had a luncheon thing after the burial. Ive never met so many people in my life. I met all my mexican aunts and uncles and cousins. Theyre all pretty cool. Patrick is my age and we were told ( Read more... )

Well .. thats all folks. My dad passed away on Wednesday August 18th at about 11:15. We heard the phone ring and knew exactly what it was bc no one calls our house that late. "Ok, ill tell the girls." She didnt have to tell us anything. Its actually a little easier than monday and tuesday were, maybe just because i know that everything is over now ( Read more... )

I did absolutely nothing tonight. About an hour ago I decided that it was time to work on my talk but once i got the computer going, it didnt feel like that anymore. I guess maybe its not time yet. I officially finished the scrapbook though.

I feel like carrie bradshaw. Im sitting here on my bed typing away on the laptop.

I love the rain lately. ( Read more... )

A is for age: 16, until the day before prom
B is for boyfriend: Right, dont get me started

C is for career: No thank you. I need a job this summer though
D is for dad's name: Joe, not Joseph, just Joe. I always found that weird
E is for essential item to bring to a party: Spoons. Ha, remember those day?
F is for favorite song at the moment: 100 years.
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Well, I finally did it. I switched to live journal. It was a big step for me. There's so many memories in my old one. It's a lot more convienent to use this one.

Thank God for Spring Break. I don't know how many people could handle another day at Foley. I just wish  administration would look at us as more than 'dumb teenagers.' We are people too, ( Read more... )