OK wow, for being a big bad en-gin-ear, it took me almost fifteen minutes to figure out how to add a new journal entry!! LoL
I originally came here to kinda tone down my last entry and maybe give some background to my iiiiiiiiiinsanity.
first off, though--WOW, YOU ARE LIKE THE NICEST BUNCH I HAVE EVER, EVER SEEN!!
I'm not even sure how to sum up this hour long background. Long story short: my sister and I have a very hot/cold relationship (I don't really have much family) and the day before my birthday I sent her an email blasting her for writing about our problems on myspace (god bless you myspace for putting EVERYONE i know on there, good or bad) so for my entire birthday she was accusing me of not loving her--lame/depressing.
This really long story gets better--my. godamn. boyfriend. didn't do anything for me on my birthday. no card. no dinner. no flowers. no nothin. Oh he remembered, don't get me wrong. The best things in life are (near) free, and he couldn't even remember those. ha! (hand made cards, buttons or new needles for my sewing, etc) Even my ex bought me a really, really thoughtful book and drove me around all day to run erronds. aaaaaaa, boys, stupid, stupid, stupid boys.
all these issues have been resolved, so don't you fret I just realized I was getting off on kind of a scary canary foot there with my last entry.
I originally came here to kinda tone down my last entry and maybe give some background to my iiiiiiiiiinsanity.
first off, though--WOW, YOU ARE LIKE THE NICEST BUNCH I HAVE EVER, EVER SEEN!!
I'm not even sure how to sum up this hour long background. Long story short: my sister and I have a very hot/cold relationship (I don't really have much family) and the day before my birthday I sent her an email blasting her for writing about our problems on myspace (god bless you myspace for putting EVERYONE i know on there, good or bad) so for my entire birthday she was accusing me of not loving her--lame/depressing.
This really long story gets better--my. godamn. boyfriend. didn't do anything for me on my birthday. no card. no dinner. no flowers. no nothin. Oh he remembered, don't get me wrong. The best things in life are (near) free, and he couldn't even remember those. ha! (hand made cards, buttons or new needles for my sewing, etc) Even my ex bought me a really, really thoughtful book and drove me around all day to run erronds. aaaaaaa, boys, stupid, stupid, stupid boys.
all these issues have been resolved, so don't you fret I just realized I was getting off on kind of a scary canary foot there with my last entry.
iceman99:
So.. why are you with him again...?
dinker:
yea, boys are pretty stupid. we suck