Newb

Who loves the newb kid on the block?
New job, new cell phone (soon), new... whatever!

Brendan is reading poetry to me, he has found a newfound love in william blake who has re-kindled his love in reading.

I'm listening to Sunset Rubdown and their cd.

Picture dedicated to daddy who was the only one to show me some love today. Mom was mad because I saidI'd be home later, she hung up the phone on me. I called back later, daddy picked up and he said he'd come drive me home. It was very nice.
Brendan yelled at me a few times today. The saddest was when we were having sex, I almost cried and it almost got really awkward, all because I asked him if he was "okay".

I'm really sick of self-abosrbed, self-loathing kids my age.

I already hate my work. Ryan told me about the "ruddy-gossip" being spoken about me. and well I've decided that if that continues then I'm gonna quit, or start yelling or somthing, because why should I have to put up with that bull-shit? I go to work to make money, not to go to high-school; which is exactly what this place seems to be like - gossiping, gross boys hitting on the girls, cliquey and exclusive. But not everyone's so bad. And 9$ an hour isn't so bad, either.

I love this picture of me and Brendan on new years. It was the first picture evidence that maybe he loves me. Even though I know he loves me, and somtimes I love him more than anything else in the world.

SAPPY SAPPY SAPPY SAPPY - BE HAPPY!

So you need me to say that I’m sorry
That someone undressed me as professed to me
In Spain with their eyes

Ba dum-bum ba da dum.

I’m sorry ’cause someone told me to watch
And I watched for it all over
Spain with my eyes.

Ba dum-bum ba da dum.

If I’m sorry, then so are you
Cause I, I go where you tell me to.
On horseshoes.

I saw Robbin Today! And Realised a little bit how much I may miss Doc's somtimes. But maybe I just miss him. because... truth be told I do have a little bit of a girl-crush on him. He's just what I want in a "man" kinda immature, great humour, cute, funny, good taste in music, prosperous (GOLD DIGGA), etc. etc. etc.

And as my day runs to an end, I will leave, I will leave.
One final Goodbye




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