So (obviously from the past 2 journal entries) me and the boy are not doing so well. Last night he came with my favorite flowers (Hyacinth), some little hyacinth sachets, and a hyacinth candle. So super hard to resist. So right now, I am literally drowning in my favorite scent. Dammit! Why can't he do this when he isn't being a big gynormous asshole?!!? So not only did he blow up the whole idea of me going to SGB so i didn't go, but that night in cake class, he flirted with this cute girl in class. Seriously, until I moved, they had to flirt over my head. I'm telling you , this girl was NOT under the impression that we were brother and sister, if you know what I mean. But I am cool...I didn't tell her about herself and freak out on her because he was co-signing on the flirting...it was not her doing it to him and him being uncomfortable because his girl is RIGHT THERE. I mentioned to him that they make a good couple. *super sarcasticly* 
and this fucker gets her number to "trade recipes". You are thinking exactly what I am thinking. Trade recipes MY ASS!!! After the instructor released us, they kept talking, so I left to the classroom to go walk around the store and buy some more cake stuff. I walked around, stood in line, went to get the car, and pulled up in front of the store before he even came out. It's not like I was rushing. So needless to say that night we had it out. This big baby pretended to be sick so i wouldn't go to the show and then magically when we get in class and LilMissAnnoying is stroking his ego he is all better.
These damn candles smell so good. He isn't an asshole and I want to think he knows the difference between what is acceptable and what will cause me to go enjoy the summer as a single girl. Why is that idea so appealing right now?
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I have an interview at Bed, Bath, and Beyond for a front end supervisor. Wish me luck babes.
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And because I am horny, say something kinky....
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And if you love me, you would write me a testimonial.
and this fucker gets her number to "trade recipes". You are thinking exactly what I am thinking. Trade recipes MY ASS!!! After the instructor released us, they kept talking, so I left to the classroom to go walk around the store and buy some more cake stuff. I walked around, stood in line, went to get the car, and pulled up in front of the store before he even came out. It's not like I was rushing. So needless to say that night we had it out. This big baby pretended to be sick so i wouldn't go to the show and then magically when we get in class and LilMissAnnoying is stroking his ego he is all better.
These damn candles smell so good. He isn't an asshole and I want to think he knows the difference between what is acceptable and what will cause me to go enjoy the summer as a single girl. Why is that idea so appealing right now?
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I have an interview at Bed, Bath, and Beyond for a front end supervisor. Wish me luck babes.
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And because I am horny, say something kinky....
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And if you love me, you would write me a testimonial.
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MAybe this will cheer you up!
Thing I wanna suck that pretty thing
Tie you down pretend you're a reincarnation of Neferitti
Never open our eyes between the sheets of summer
gonna treat you wrong
Oh you pretty bathed in hyancith...
Gently weeping nights
It wasn't just a thing shake your pretty thing
Gave me that pretty mouth long, long ago
So I can't touch you now
Think about the love thing
Think about your name
For the days of fasting from that sex thing
Think about you
holding strong for you...
Danced you did, taking me down
Sometimes getting hard things
Think about lives And tomorrows of rich surprise...
Some thing is a reason to see you tonight
Something we could do In our madness
things burning
getting hard when you rock it
one hundred days,one hundred years,one hundred millenia
it all takes time
Something getting hot like a paper burning
And I still hold some ashes
in my hand
Pretty little girl let me be things
And Occasionally Dream
When we'd sleep,
sweet thing sway Never gonna treat you wrong
oh so close But not so really
Oh, sweet Moon it's time to all begin
I recall how we said somethings matter
We've lost our good
lived On the corner of a bed
And oh they must have your thing girl,
speak of a lost room and big things
Of oh, you know why You know why
we'd talk without knowing things
Think about the good behind your eyes
Of the sweetness in our things
Think about the bad Oh,
cutting a zero into everything
I mean it's time, its time
our good ol' time itself Was a suspect
a must have thing to sing, to myself
Oh wait, oh, you know why
little thing I'm getting ahead of myself
What's your name Pretty thing?
[Edited on Jun 17, 2004 4:00PM]
Happy Friday Bugaloo style