Wednesday, February 18, 2004
Letting some feelings out...since that is what a blog is for
I gotta just let some stuff out.
I love Rich with all my heart, but it hurts me so much to know that one little thing like finding a guy attractive could very well destroy our relationship. No matter how much I tell him and show him that I love him and only him, it doesn't matter, cuz he's always going to think that I'm in some way being unfaithful, even if I'm not. It's something we constantly fight about. I can't stand it. I can't stand the fighting. I just want things to work. I want it so bad. And I try so hard but it feels like it doesn't matter. I feel like I'm always the one trying and trying to change myself for him, but he won't even change things for me. It hurts. But I keep trying. I love him so much and I want this to work.
My hands were at your throat at 09:29 am and I think I hate you
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
My hands were at your throat at 11:47 pm and I think I hate you
I miss my Richie. I've been calling for like the past hour and a half and no one's answering the phone. I told him earlier that I was going to call him tonight. I wonder what's going on. This isn't like him. Ha, maybe I'm just overreacting or something. I dunno. I'm lonely though. Poop. ='(
*sigh* So nothing really happened today. Went to school, came home, did homework, talked to Rich, slept, the usual stuff. Gah, I hate the mood I'm in right now. I'm soooooo lonely, it fuckin sucks.
My hands were at your throat at 11:33 pm and I think I hate you
Haha woo I'm fudged in the head! =D
My hands were at your throat at 11:12 pm and I think I hate you
Sitting in multimedia class again, missing my Richieness. OMG it was so hilarious. Last night I was on the phone with him, and like, he talks in his sleep right..so yeah he was tired or whatever and he started saying some of the weirdest shit. He told me we had kids and that they were sad cuz I yelled at them. I was like "No we don't have kids." And he was like "Yeah we do, how could you not know that?" I busted up laughing, it was so fucking funny. Then he said some shit about Mexicans taking some signs down and he was telling me that his friend Robbie's girlfriend Ashley was yelling in his ear about how Robbie is an asshole but that it's all her and she's the one who's a bitch. Oh man, it was so hilarious. I wish I could have recorded it. Hahahahahaha man I'm cracking up just thinking about it. He was also talking about Target or something lol. And then he started acting like I was actually there instead of on the phone. Oh man, it was weird but fucking hilarious. I'm going to talk to him in his sleep more often. Entertaining stuff. He's also really honest about things too haha. I asked him about his exes and he was like "I was really really desperate" lol. Oh man. Hahaha. Well I gotta go. I'll write more later.
<3 Zenia
My hands were at your throat at 09:59 am and I think I hate you
Monday, February 16, 2004
A little more minor tweaking of the layout
I can't help myself. I need to quit messing with my layout and just be happy. But I just can't quit changing it. Eeeeeerrgghh.
I watched The Butterfly Effect yesterday. Good movie. Made me cry. Ugh. I'm such an emo fag. Hopefully I earned some scene points for that lol. I kid, I kid. Anyway...
My hands were at your throat at 05:12 am and I think I hate you
Sunday, February 15, 2004
My hands were at your throat at 06:21 pm and I think I hate you
Saturday, February 14, 2004
So, it's Valentine's Day, is it?
This year I actually have a valentine. I've never really had a valentine before. It's usually just me, all alone by my lonely emo self. So this is quite a welcome change. If you've been reading my blog you know who my valentine is. He's the bestest guy ever. Heh. <3
My hands were at your throat at 05:20 pm and I think I hate you
Friday, February 13, 2004
Dude, why do you even bother reading my journal? What the hell are you hoping to find? I don't get it. I'm not the one that needs to get over things, I think it's YOU.
My hands were at your throat at 10:58 pm and I think I hate you
My hands were at your throat at 12:19 am and I think I hate you