Today I went to my neice's 1st year birthday party. It was at the Onami Buffet in Torrance. Eh, the food wasn't that great, but it was nice to spend time with family.. 'till my stomach started hurting. Then I wanted to get the fuck outta there. Hah. Uhm. There was a balloon man there. I stood in line with my lil cousin, TWICE, to get a balloon thingy ): Shit. I felt so gahdamn immature. But I love those! They're cute. I got a turtle & a heart with a heart in it. They're cute, 'cept the turtle doesn't look like a turtle so uhh. I love my little cousins & especially my nephew Justin. He's so adorable & so far I'm his favorite cousin on his dad's side. Hahah. & When I say 'Justin! Where's my hug ?!' He comes & gives me a big hug. Then I say ' Where's my kiss ?! ' & He kisses me on the cheek. x] Haha. He makes me happy, in a non-pedophilic kind of way.
Then went to mom's store. There's a new nail salon opening 2 stores away. Got a manicure with my sister. We got white tips; the ones where the nails are fake & they just glue it & shit. & They put a lot of polish on it to make it look cool. If one of 'em fall off by the end of this week. Imma get pissed. -_- Then went home & watched "The Fog" with the sister. It's stupid.
There's this one person who bugs me all the damn time. Like, what the fuck. How dyou not get the point ?! Ugh. I don't want to mention names, or specific situations, 'cuz they're nosy enough to read this shit too. Wack.
So I don't get how he has the time to go hang out with every gahdamn friend he has on this planet, or how he has the time to fix every fucking friendship he has that messed up. But he doesn't have time to talk to me on the phone. When was the last time me & him talked ?! Probably like two weeks ago. Shit. We used to talk everyday, from 9 - 11. Or even past 11, with me hoping my dad won't come in. & We used to sleep on the phone everyday. But then now it's just. I'm just there. & When he feels like it, he calls me 'cuz he wants me to sleep with him. Gahd. This relationship is going nowhere. I fucking feel like I'm here for no gahdamn reason. Nothing goes right. I just want to scream & kick & break shit -_- The good thing, though, is that I'm losing interest. I didn't even think about him at all during the movie or during the family gathering at the birthday party. FINALLY HE'S GETTING OUT OF MY HEAD. Ugh. I hate this. We don't fix shit. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.
Here goes ANOTHER fucking night without talking to his ass.
FUCK THIS.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
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