I did not buy a single drink all night!!! Yeah! I love it when my high school buddies come home!!!!!! We always have a blast. And the four day weekend has just begun
What a good time. Video games, drinking, belly dancing, family and friends all weekend long!!! YES! I'd have to say, breaking up sucks, but come on, how can you not be a happy kid when you are surrounded by great friends?

Dancing like we just don't care, 'cause we don't.

My best bud, Emilee.

Toddy, my pal (and Mike in the background, he always looks good!)

We rock it, you know it.

Jess Trevy and I.

My hot friend Jess.

Um, yeah, you're pretty much jealous of our hotness, we know.
Gosh my hair is getting long.
So, I was really upset a few days ago, about folks using me. Or rather, thinking they can use me. Tonight though....I kind of used this guy who I know wants me. He drove me to the bar, and bought me quite a few drinks. Okay, I know friends will do that, and not expect anything but thanks. I think he was planning on getting me drunk though, and taking me home.
Not cool, but I never said, "Hey, it isn't going to happen." because I wantted him to keep buying me drinks.....and I danced with him lots. He knows I'm just leaving a relationship that means a lot to me, and I've never come on to him.......maybe he was thinking rebound.....who knows? I don't think I should feel bad, and I don't really, but I kind of do. Like I was leading him on
I'm a bad kid
When I got home I talked with my Mikey.
Love that guy. Always. He invited me to a party that had already happened and was over, lol!!!! Goof.
He was playing bass with his buddies (my most favorite of his friends, besides Steve who was my friend before I knew Mikey, Clinton was playing guitar with him...I love that kid too), and wearing my braclet (black leather, I know...bad veggie kid here, with long silver spikes)
I told him I want it back..I told him I want all my shit back, but I plan on keeping his shirt. LOL! His mama made it for him, and he told me it was more me than him anyway, and I should keep it.
It has a cookie with a bite taken out of it on the front left side and reads "I've never met a cookie I didn't like" LOL I don't know why he thinks so into girls. I mean, I do love ladies, and I have kissed girls in front of him....but you'd think, the way he acts, I'm all about lesbian action, all the time. Which, I'm really not. Probably just wishful thinking.
I want to see him so bad. We really shouldn't though. We need to take some time and have some space from eachother, so we can get over eachother.
*cry* I don't want to miss his birthday, but it is so soon......too soon.
I'm sure I'll be there, I just need to keep my head and not let anything happen that shouldn't be happening (on either of our parts).
god, I MISS him!


Dancing like we just don't care, 'cause we don't.

My best bud, Emilee.

Toddy, my pal (and Mike in the background, he always looks good!)

We rock it, you know it.

Jess Trevy and I.

My hot friend Jess.

Um, yeah, you're pretty much jealous of our hotness, we know.

Gosh my hair is getting long.
So, I was really upset a few days ago, about folks using me. Or rather, thinking they can use me. Tonight though....I kind of used this guy who I know wants me. He drove me to the bar, and bought me quite a few drinks. Okay, I know friends will do that, and not expect anything but thanks. I think he was planning on getting me drunk though, and taking me home.



When I got home I talked with my Mikey.

He was playing bass with his buddies (my most favorite of his friends, besides Steve who was my friend before I knew Mikey, Clinton was playing guitar with him...I love that kid too), and wearing my braclet (black leather, I know...bad veggie kid here, with long silver spikes)

It has a cookie with a bite taken out of it on the front left side and reads "I've never met a cookie I didn't like" LOL I don't know why he thinks so into girls. I mean, I do love ladies, and I have kissed girls in front of him....but you'd think, the way he acts, I'm all about lesbian action, all the time. Which, I'm really not. Probably just wishful thinking.
I want to see him so bad. We really shouldn't though. We need to take some time and have some space from eachother, so we can get over eachother.


god, I MISS him!





