| Yay! Second entry.
Today was like so freaking
awsome. Not only did I get to go to my best friends house (which I am
stating the entire weekend with) , but I got to hang out with my
boyfriend.
So we went
to one of my other friends hose and she had the semi-party thing where
we just hung out and played pool and played guitars. Scratch that. I
listen to people play guitars. Ha ha! Like I could play guitar.
Then we started to walk around the neighborhood. It was super fun. I
happened to like this small town suburbia feeling. Especially sense the
entire time I was with Matt.  It was great.... that's about it.......
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| Looks like I have a Xanga. I guess in the first post I would tell
you weird things about me and some how make my life seem like the
painful black abyss it is.
I guess I could start at the divorce. That's when my life actually fell to pieces.
It all started the day I came back from 4H camp. [May that place
burn in Hell.]I was happy to finally come home. I really hated any
kind of camp, but I really hated this camp. One of the reasons could be
the fact that they wouldn't let you go to sleep until 11:00 then they
expected you to wake up at 7:00 and take a shower before 7:45. As
I had said, I was overjoyed to be coming home. I was looking forward to
spending the last two weeks before I started seventh grade with my
friends.When I got home, I was welcomed by my mom she said she missed
me. She always said that no matter if I had only stayed one night
with a friend. She asked If I had missed her.
"Of Course!" I replied
It was the truth too. I was to tired to go in depth about my week at
camp. I wondered into my room to fall into a deep sleep in spite
of the events that would happen in only a matter of hours... |
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