Except I can't go out tonight due to horrible assignment:( So while my friends are out, I shall be working, working working. *SOB* On the plus side, Lasagne. Pasta goes a long way to making everything better. My comfort food.
I swear I will never take a history class again. Fuck! I hate papers.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Pretty fucking annoyed.
So I'm not sure if I can be around tonight. See you later. If I settle down I may be back on later.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Got in a fight with my dad
Okay, fight is a bit harsh, but he is not happy, yep, still about Thursday and Friday night. I don't get the big deal. Anyway, I will be home for the next couple of days because of the homework I really need to get to. Chris has asked me out for Wednesday night, hoping I can go. I just wish things were back to normal at home. I feel like everything at home is crazy and hectic as half emptied boxes are littered everywhere. I miss having my mom back to her usual self. How selfish is that? I am already jealous of my little brother for taking my mommy. Shit 20 not 2, this time I am the one that needs reminding. May seems a long way off.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Okay, I am back a little late, but notice the smile:)
Thursday was fucking amazing. I met Chris at the same club we met in. His friends were there and we all kind of just hung out. I danced with him a few times. I laughed a lot, drank a little. I don`t get drunk on dates. It`s just disrespectful to me. Anyway, around eleven we left to go to his place. I pretty much attacked him, LOL. I don`t know what got into me, I am not usually so sexually aggressive. But hey, he didn`t exactly beat me off... Oh, bad term, actually, that was later;)
Anyway, around three I woke up and got dressed. He woke up as I was getting dressed. Running off he called it. *snort* Just trying to avoid an awkward morning moment. He just looked at me and shook his head. ''we are adults. Adults don`t sneak off in the middle of the night, J''
I`ve never actually spent a night in the same bed with someone before. I mean with D I would spend the night, but I would crash on his roomate`s bed. But it kinda pricked my pride to imply that I was immature just because I don`t like to push my comfort zone. Plus, well, now that I am in my new room I don`t want to disturb the whole house when I come home. So I spent the night with him, in the same bed. And guess what, it wasn`t weird or awkward.
Anyway, in the morning I went home and got ready for school and went to school. Then he texted me about meeting up after school. So we did. Hung out and talked. He does decorative metal stuff, all original. Showed me stuff around his place. He is freaking awesome at it, and he does tattoos on the side. THe problem with artistic people is that... well you can all show iff, I don`t do shit. Anyway, spent another night there. When I got home mom bitched a bit, and my dad was HARPING on me. I took my brother swimming at the community center. On the way back I bought Timmies. And wouldn`t you know I freaking won on the rim (you non-canadians disregard as I am speaking Canuck) $100 tim`s card, that ROCKS. I love coffee.
So my parents are a little more chilled out now. Jeez, 20 not 2. But it`s all good now.
Anyway, around three I woke up and got dressed. He woke up as I was getting dressed. Running off he called it. *snort* Just trying to avoid an awkward morning moment. He just looked at me and shook his head. ''we are adults. Adults don`t sneak off in the middle of the night, J''
I`ve never actually spent a night in the same bed with someone before. I mean with D I would spend the night, but I would crash on his roomate`s bed. But it kinda pricked my pride to imply that I was immature just because I don`t like to push my comfort zone. Plus, well, now that I am in my new room I don`t want to disturb the whole house when I come home. So I spent the night with him, in the same bed. And guess what, it wasn`t weird or awkward.
Anyway, in the morning I went home and got ready for school and went to school. Then he texted me about meeting up after school. So we did. Hung out and talked. He does decorative metal stuff, all original. Showed me stuff around his place. He is freaking awesome at it, and he does tattoos on the side. THe problem with artistic people is that... well you can all show iff, I don`t do shit. Anyway, spent another night there. When I got home mom bitched a bit, and my dad was HARPING on me. I took my brother swimming at the community center. On the way back I bought Timmies. And wouldn`t you know I freaking won on the rim (you non-canadians disregard as I am speaking Canuck) $100 tim`s card, that ROCKS. I love coffee.
So my parents are a little more chilled out now. Jeez, 20 not 2. But it`s all good now.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Tomorrow evening will be rianbow free in coffeehouse
I am out on a date. I will be back. Don;t cry for me. I will NOT be bringing back souvenirs;)
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Moving house, oh yeah!
So my dad asks "Are you done packing?"
"Uh, almost"
"Movers are coming in the morning. You need all your personal stuff packed. Sheets off. wha wha wha wha wha wha"
Okay, I forgot all about it being march. Shit. I mean, we are moving literally 2 blocks away to a bigger house before the baby arrives. *Sigh* two blocks or cross country I don't wanna! Been in this house since I can remember. It has marks up the wall in CJ's bedroom of me growing until he arrived and I got my cool basement bedroom. Now my new room is supposed to be bigger. I haven't seen it yet, but it is upstairs. Shit, ever since I was 16I had my own entrance where I disturbed no one when I came in, now... at 20, I am back to creeping around at night and putting the tv on low.
I know, I whine, and it is small enough sacrifice to make. All I am saying is it better be a freaking nice room. On the up side the basement is unfinished and my dad says he will build me my own in-law sweet eventually. *sigh* No more sneaking out, not that I have had to since I was 18... but you know, the principal. And I could have snuck somebody in... well, not really, because having sex under my parents roof kind of weirds me out. I don't know how people get off on the thrill of almost getting caught. Nothing ruins a mood more to me than the thought of someone catching me with someone. My luck my mom would decide to do some noturnal laundry or something and .... Some things are just too horrifying.
Anyway, off to pack.
"Uh, almost"
"Movers are coming in the morning. You need all your personal stuff packed. Sheets off. wha wha wha wha wha wha"
Okay, I forgot all about it being march. Shit. I mean, we are moving literally 2 blocks away to a bigger house before the baby arrives. *Sigh* two blocks or cross country I don't wanna! Been in this house since I can remember. It has marks up the wall in CJ's bedroom of me growing until he arrived and I got my cool basement bedroom. Now my new room is supposed to be bigger. I haven't seen it yet, but it is upstairs. Shit, ever since I was 16I had my own entrance where I disturbed no one when I came in, now... at 20, I am back to creeping around at night and putting the tv on low.
I know, I whine, and it is small enough sacrifice to make. All I am saying is it better be a freaking nice room. On the up side the basement is unfinished and my dad says he will build me my own in-law sweet eventually. *sigh* No more sneaking out, not that I have had to since I was 18... but you know, the principal. And I could have snuck somebody in... well, not really, because having sex under my parents roof kind of weirds me out. I don't know how people get off on the thrill of almost getting caught. Nothing ruins a mood more to me than the thought of someone catching me with someone. My luck my mom would decide to do some noturnal laundry or something and .... Some things are just too horrifying.
Anyway, off to pack.
So I am out of whiney assed EMO fag mode...
I think I was channelling high school angst yesterday.
So, I had a paper to finish last night, which I barely got done. Yesterday I came home and crashed for about an hour or so and felt a lot better. I get so moody when I am running on next to no sleep.
Thanks for sticking with my bitchy self.
So, I had a paper to finish last night, which I barely got done. Yesterday I came home and crashed for about an hour or so and felt a lot better. I get so moody when I am running on next to no sleep.
Thanks for sticking with my bitchy self.
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