To Sum It All Up.. " I need you."
Note: Written the other Stormy Night. Just culdn't upload it, power went out.
Weeeeeeeeeeeeee.... a real update. I can tell this'll be fun. Real fun.
Alright, so! Last I left off, Mom was in Dallas having surgery. After some phone fighting, lots of pain killers, and 12 hours of driving, she came home. March the 13th, I think it was. She's doin' alright, I guess. Extremely irritable and whatnot, but la de da de da. She's not going back for her other surgery until after I get out of school for the summer. Which means I'm going to Texas this summer, and Trevor should totally come with me. That'd be way effin' cool.
The 11th was pretty sweet. Trevor's birthday. Went to his place after school. Went to O'zone with a big group of people for dinner, and snuck around the hospital. Nearly got the piss scared out of us by a homeless dude. Found a handful of swing passes there. Then we all headed off to swing. Trev & I went on a walk, and missed swing circle. Oops?
FCAT, FCAT, FCAT.
Then a lovely 4 hours of Trevor & Fairen pictures, chocolate chips, and movies in the drama room. One lame-ish night, I got bored & backgrounded the pics. Upload them later.
March 29th was our (Trevor & I) six months.He was supposed to stay the night the Sunday before so we could go to Panama City on Monday, and then he was gonna stay the night again & hang out here Tuesday. That, however, didn't happen. CS things and history papers took precedence, and Trevor didn't get to come to PC with me. Which he totally missed out on some interesting stuff, none of which may be properly discolsed here. Tee-hee.
I woke up that tuesday morning at home, only to find Janet standing over me demanding to know if I could miss class or not that night. Naturally, I said yes, and she told me to get up & throw some clothes together. "We're going to Tampa." Wtf would I wanna go to Tampa for? I didn't wanna go, but they made me go. Anyways, I marched into mom's office, with nothing but a Trevor-scented blanket wrapped around me, and profoundly stated that I thought my mother-ish thing had forgotten to take her anti-crazy pills. She just looked at me. I ended up going to Tampa, and wasting a majority of my time there laying on a couch listening to old people play Organs. Wtf?.. Don't ask me. All I know is I'm happy I came home.
Sunday, we picked Trevor up, and he came to Egypt (Navarre) for awhile. Twas all fine & dandy. Played cards, went on walks, Laughed at Trevor trying to frown (it was really amusing, mind you), and got attacked by Max (dad's dog that effing needs to take ridalin or something...whore).
Monday, I went to see Sin City with Trevor... Alone. Then went to his house, and his mum took me to class so I could be harrassed and hit on by my Comp 1 professor. I think he only says he's gay..& acts gay.. & dresses gay. Okay, nevermind. He's Definitely gay. Hard-effin'-core gay. Like, so gay that.. err.. Nevermind.
Moving on, heh. I have succeeded once more in my war against Ahmicon. She wanted me to get my nose fixed, because Roberto broke it on New Year's Eve. I said no, I didn't want some dipshit with a sharp pointy objects anywhere near my face. Trevor said I was "perfect" the way I am. (*sarcastic tone* Totally didn't melt at that. Not even a blush.) Anyway, Dr. Kattner was like "Ehh, I won't fix it unless there's something wrong with it, and it looks fine, she breathes fine, sings mighty fine. Sorry, mom, but you can't make me fix it." At that second, in my mind, I thrusted a triumphant fist in to the air, pointed at Ahmicon, and yelled "OWNED, BITCH!" Mwa ha ha!!... Right. heh.
Today, was a day. Trev came with me to the Ranch (house in midway). Did the walk down to the dock thing, & savor the wind thing, and life was perfect for about 45 minutes. Then Ahmicon called. Soooo, we went back to the house. Took him home around 4:15, so he could go find out if he had class, and we could "avoid getting caught in the rain"... *sings* "If you like pina coladas & gettin' caught in the rain.."
I went out to highway 98 about 20 minutes ago, and there was about six inches of rain water covering it. I was like, "o0o! Uber rain puddles!! *dance, dance*" And it made me happy, but at the same time sad... A couple reasons why.
Anywho, Friday is the Formal Spring Ball. Yippy Kai Yay. I'll survive. *busts out in song* "At first I was afraid, I was petrified! Kept thinkin' I could never live without you by my side..." Yeah, yeah. I know. I'll shut up now. *sticks tongue out*
Might try to go by swing, catch the circle. That'd be nice. Not doing anything on Saturday-- That I know of. Sunday, I'm going to Jazz Fest & Most Definitely snagging Trevor to come with me. If he will, anyway. Then I have no idea what I'm doing that evening. O'zone pizza maybe? Following evil Birthday plans of my parental units? Sitting around doing nothing? Hell if I know.
Monday is that "lovely" day that signifies I'm yet another year older. Stupid numbers if you ask me..
Janet leaves town to go home on the 15th. Don't really want her to go, but she's got a life there. I used to have a life there, but we moved, so I got a new life here. Funny how that works, isn't it?
Hmm. 3 doors down concert on the 20th. Shall be loads of fun... Surprise, Surprise, for a Sara sibling.
And last thing I can think of to write is that we (a group of us) aren't going to prom. We're gonna go hang out some where & get food & whatnot. Look at stars maybe?
Write more sooner or later.
Luvs you guyses..
<3
Weeeeeeeeeeeeee.... a real update. I can tell this'll be fun. Real fun.
Alright, so! Last I left off, Mom was in Dallas having surgery. After some phone fighting, lots of pain killers, and 12 hours of driving, she came home. March the 13th, I think it was. She's doin' alright, I guess. Extremely irritable and whatnot, but la de da de da. She's not going back for her other surgery until after I get out of school for the summer. Which means I'm going to Texas this summer, and Trevor should totally come with me. That'd be way effin' cool.
The 11th was pretty sweet. Trevor's birthday. Went to his place after school. Went to O'zone with a big group of people for dinner, and snuck around the hospital. Nearly got the piss scared out of us by a homeless dude. Found a handful of swing passes there. Then we all headed off to swing. Trev & I went on a walk, and missed swing circle. Oops?
FCAT, FCAT, FCAT.
Then a lovely 4 hours of Trevor & Fairen pictures, chocolate chips, and movies in the drama room. One lame-ish night, I got bored & backgrounded the pics. Upload them later.
March 29th was our (Trevor & I) six months.He was supposed to stay the night the Sunday before so we could go to Panama City on Monday, and then he was gonna stay the night again & hang out here Tuesday. That, however, didn't happen. CS things and history papers took precedence, and Trevor didn't get to come to PC with me. Which he totally missed out on some interesting stuff, none of which may be properly discolsed here. Tee-hee.
I woke up that tuesday morning at home, only to find Janet standing over me demanding to know if I could miss class or not that night. Naturally, I said yes, and she told me to get up & throw some clothes together. "We're going to Tampa." Wtf would I wanna go to Tampa for? I didn't wanna go, but they made me go. Anyways, I marched into mom's office, with nothing but a Trevor-scented blanket wrapped around me, and profoundly stated that I thought my mother-ish thing had forgotten to take her anti-crazy pills. She just looked at me. I ended up going to Tampa, and wasting a majority of my time there laying on a couch listening to old people play Organs. Wtf?.. Don't ask me. All I know is I'm happy I came home.
Sunday, we picked Trevor up, and he came to Egypt (Navarre) for awhile. Twas all fine & dandy. Played cards, went on walks, Laughed at Trevor trying to frown (it was really amusing, mind you), and got attacked by Max (dad's dog that effing needs to take ridalin or something...whore).
Monday, I went to see Sin City with Trevor... Alone. Then went to his house, and his mum took me to class so I could be harrassed and hit on by my Comp 1 professor. I think he only says he's gay..& acts gay.. & dresses gay. Okay, nevermind. He's Definitely gay. Hard-effin'-core gay. Like, so gay that.. err.. Nevermind.
Moving on, heh. I have succeeded once more in my war against Ahmicon. She wanted me to get my nose fixed, because Roberto broke it on New Year's Eve. I said no, I didn't want some dipshit with a sharp pointy objects anywhere near my face. Trevor said I was "perfect" the way I am. (*sarcastic tone* Totally didn't melt at that. Not even a blush.) Anyway, Dr. Kattner was like "Ehh, I won't fix it unless there's something wrong with it, and it looks fine, she breathes fine, sings mighty fine. Sorry, mom, but you can't make me fix it." At that second, in my mind, I thrusted a triumphant fist in to the air, pointed at Ahmicon, and yelled "OWNED, BITCH!" Mwa ha ha!!... Right. heh.
Today, was a day. Trev came with me to the Ranch (house in midway). Did the walk down to the dock thing, & savor the wind thing, and life was perfect for about 45 minutes. Then Ahmicon called. Soooo, we went back to the house. Took him home around 4:15, so he could go find out if he had class, and we could "avoid getting caught in the rain"... *sings* "If you like pina coladas & gettin' caught in the rain.."
I went out to highway 98 about 20 minutes ago, and there was about six inches of rain water covering it. I was like, "o0o! Uber rain puddles!! *dance, dance*" And it made me happy, but at the same time sad... A couple reasons why.
Anywho, Friday is the Formal Spring Ball. Yippy Kai Yay. I'll survive. *busts out in song* "At first I was afraid, I was petrified! Kept thinkin' I could never live without you by my side..." Yeah, yeah. I know. I'll shut up now. *sticks tongue out*
Might try to go by swing, catch the circle. That'd be nice. Not doing anything on Saturday-- That I know of. Sunday, I'm going to Jazz Fest & Most Definitely snagging Trevor to come with me. If he will, anyway. Then I have no idea what I'm doing that evening. O'zone pizza maybe? Following evil Birthday plans of my parental units? Sitting around doing nothing? Hell if I know.
Monday is that "lovely" day that signifies I'm yet another year older. Stupid numbers if you ask me..
Janet leaves town to go home on the 15th. Don't really want her to go, but she's got a life there. I used to have a life there, but we moved, so I got a new life here. Funny how that works, isn't it?
Hmm. 3 doors down concert on the 20th. Shall be loads of fun... Surprise, Surprise, for a Sara sibling.
And last thing I can think of to write is that we (a group of us) aren't going to prom. We're gonna go hang out some where & get food & whatnot. Look at stars maybe?
Write more sooner or later.
Luvs you guyses..
<3