I need a herrr cut
Owwww my stomach hurts.
Overall, today was a pretty good day. I think my clock is off though because in my head I'm getting to my classes with like 3 minutes to spare, but when I get there, I'm the Mexican that always walks in late.
After about a month of neglecting my baby, I finally gave her a bath. While I would have loved to wax her sexy ass, I was just too tired, or lazy, you pick.
I noticed like 4 other scions in the parking lot at school and I was hella pissed. Last semester there was only ONE and it belonged to my buddy John. Now these biters want to be like us.
Speaking of John, I ran into his Mexican ass this morning. He was waiting for me in the parking structure and I made fun of him for carrying around his little art supplies like a yuppie poser.
Because he is John (one of my ONLY Mexican friends at Loyola) and because he drives a Scion, I forgave him and we walked to Damen Hall. I have yet to run into three of my favorite Loyola friends, Candace, Perla, and of course, my sweet Annie!
I'm so hungry, I could even eat at Arby's. AND woah, that's damn near starvation if I'll eat there! Mama made enchiladas this morning; however, she did burn them.....JERK. ;p jk
My dad always says some very proufound and emotional things right when you don't expect him to say anything. Last night, I had a very much needed conversation with my parents in which I expressed to them that I felt stifled and not at home in my own home.
My dad, after a while...he sat there, looked at me and said (in Spanish) "We won't always have each other. We should try to be a part of each other's lives NOW when it counts, NOW while we can." I felt guilty for not being around as much these last few months.
It almost feels as if I've been neglecting them, and they noticed, but they just didn't say anything. Then I had a Jan Brady moment where I was like "ok, but you need to grow up sooner or later and they need to accept that" then the other part of me was like "yeah, but you're never home anymore." (You know in the movie where she has a mini-argument with herself?) lol I'm not a crazy bitch like her, but you know what I mean.
Well, I should put some pants on and go move Midnight from under the tree in the driveway. Trees=shitting birds=dirty car=angry driver cause she just washed it.
QOTD
"Why did the old geezer write 5000 a.d. instead of 500 a.d.?"
-Fr. Costigan talking about himself-
"I don't have boobs big enough to stare at."
-Amanda-
"You have a bleach pen?!? Man! That's hardcore!"
-Kyle- (I'm still trying to figure out why Eric's bleach pen excited him so much.)
Overall, today was a pretty good day. I think my clock is off though because in my head I'm getting to my classes with like 3 minutes to spare, but when I get there, I'm the Mexican that always walks in late.
After about a month of neglecting my baby, I finally gave her a bath. While I would have loved to wax her sexy ass, I was just too tired, or lazy, you pick.
I noticed like 4 other scions in the parking lot at school and I was hella pissed. Last semester there was only ONE and it belonged to my buddy John. Now these biters want to be like us.
Speaking of John, I ran into his Mexican ass this morning. He was waiting for me in the parking structure and I made fun of him for carrying around his little art supplies like a yuppie poser.
Because he is John (one of my ONLY Mexican friends at Loyola) and because he drives a Scion, I forgave him and we walked to Damen Hall. I have yet to run into three of my favorite Loyola friends, Candace, Perla, and of course, my sweet Annie!
I'm so hungry, I could even eat at Arby's. AND woah, that's damn near starvation if I'll eat there! Mama made enchiladas this morning; however, she did burn them.....JERK. ;p jk
My dad always says some very proufound and emotional things right when you don't expect him to say anything. Last night, I had a very much needed conversation with my parents in which I expressed to them that I felt stifled and not at home in my own home.
My dad, after a while...he sat there, looked at me and said (in Spanish) "We won't always have each other. We should try to be a part of each other's lives NOW when it counts, NOW while we can." I felt guilty for not being around as much these last few months.
It almost feels as if I've been neglecting them, and they noticed, but they just didn't say anything. Then I had a Jan Brady moment where I was like "ok, but you need to grow up sooner or later and they need to accept that" then the other part of me was like "yeah, but you're never home anymore." (You know in the movie where she has a mini-argument with herself?) lol I'm not a crazy bitch like her, but you know what I mean.
Well, I should put some pants on and go move Midnight from under the tree in the driveway. Trees=shitting birds=dirty car=angry driver cause she just washed it.
QOTD
"Why did the old geezer write 5000 a.d. instead of 500 a.d.?"
-Fr. Costigan talking about himself-
"I don't have boobs big enough to stare at."
-Amanda-
"You have a bleach pen?!? Man! That's hardcore!"
-Kyle- (I'm still trying to figure out why Eric's bleach pen excited him so much.)
posted by LoveisLife4Nen at 8:34 PM
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