The past few days have been, how you say, interesting et très etrange. I was finally able to buy Daniel's gift, with the assistance of his mother on Thursday evening. Given, it was $50 more dollars than I expected it to be, but whatever. He's worth it. Most definately ( Read more... )

I will put all the bad events of the day in bullet form so it is easy to follow, and so I don't have to write as much.  I'm tired, and have not the energy for an essay.

1. Worked until one this morning to finished editing and burning my group's Macbeth Project for english at G-Ma's house.  Stayed the night there.
2. Get home at 7:30 in the morning, 20 ( Read more... )

Yesterday was so god damn awesome.  His kisses were just..... amazing.  I love Daniel so very very much.  Yes, I do.

( So, anyway, here's something to keep me from boredom at the moment. )

The noise of the television has all at once become a disgusting, intolerable sound. It keeps me from thinking, which sometimes isn't such a bad thing when you begin to think too much. However, I just needed music and my thoughts right now. It's refreshing. I need to realize, I need to truly feel, and perhaps, cry in order make sure I am really ( Read more... )

I like my new myspace sn: Mariposa Slim. It makes me feel like a cool outlaw of sorts. My new layout is pretty damn cool, too. Umm yeah. Enough about that pussy shit ( Read more... )

( The puppy named Bailey )

In this past weekend, I had a long conversation with my love about my life - the most trying times and the most difficult decisions, who was there for me and who I was there for. Mostly 8th grade on, with few exceptions. All those memories and experiences have just kinda all come back and hit me with just as much force as they had the first time ( Read more... )

It is only when my heart feels true sadness that my eyes turn this shade of green. A green that is the same shade of grass that has begun to die, that wreched olive green. I'm not quite sure why nor do I know how this has befallen over me as a shroud. I cry for no reason when I walk only amougst myself. A feeling of lost wanderings pumps ( Read more... )

So it goes ( Read more... )

So here I am in photo class with Erik anticipating what I'm going to write in this thing as he sit behind me in class. Silly billy is he. Good, he left. Anyway, my weekend was tres kick ass ( Read more... )