tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72435852694063431502024-02-19T09:14:27.352-08:00Yours Truly...DanielleYours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-53374262715174663282012-10-05T22:29:00.000-07:002012-10-05T22:29:07.627-07:00New man, new insecurities. I can't be with you if you are going to be talking to other girls, or going out and finding girls to bring home. I like you too much, and I'm afraid. I'm afraid I'm going to be pigeon-holed in the FWB stage. I'm afraid I'm going to like you more and more each day, with no reciprocation. I'm afraid of putting all my eggs in one basket. I've been burned in the past, and it honest to god scares me that I will relive my past. There will be times where all I can think about is you. I just want you next to me. I want to feel your body up against mine. I want you to think about me. Text me. Invite me. Hug me. Cuddle with me. I like you, a lot. And I would be the happiest girl in the world if you would just commit to me. Your "college life" is near it's end and so is mine. I want us to be on the same page when it comes to commitment. Otherwise, I'm going to drive myself nuts with the thought of you and the thought of not having you. It will break my heart. I never realized how seriously I like you until last night. While we were at the bar you were talking to a blonde girl, which I know is your type. I could feel the tears starting to swell in my eyes, until you turned to me and acknowledged me. You left her to talk to me. I put my guard down that night. I went against my beliefs for you, and I didn't regret it. However, I'm afraid of what I do or not do will turn you away. You drive me crazy and It scares me to like you.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-15025561653459124052011-07-31T01:12:00.000-07:002011-07-31T01:15:15.198-07:00fuck offIm so fucking annoyed right now. Like WTF?!?! Why would you de-friend me? What did I ever do? I was there for you 24/7 and helped you out when you needed it the most! I listened when you had family problems, and talked you through everything. Then you do something like that?! Seriously? Then you go back to the chick you said you would never talk to... YOU ARE SUCH A GOD DAMN HYPOCRITE!! GahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhYours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-79888614024594947152011-07-31T00:57:00.000-07:002011-07-31T01:00:56.875-07:00whatevI need to start doing things for myself. I need to make my own decisions and go for what I want. When things get tough I always ask other people what I should do, but now that I'm thinking about it, it's never what I wanted. I never really liked you, I only went for you because everyone else talked you up. Now your being a jealous dick. Sorry Im not sorry. Im in college and I will do whatever the fuck I want, thank you very much. Freshman year so legit because I would go to a party and make out with whomever. Now I do that and I get judged. You are all cool. How about you let me live my life and let me do me. K? K.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-16526817212826916672011-06-17T00:17:00.000-07:002011-06-17T00:19:17.088-07:00Ya kno.Goodness gracious. How about someone from the future tells me who I am going to marry. I have too many guys all up on me that I don't know who I should like or try to pursue. Never thought I would ever say that either lol. Sheesh.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-43121371604836312522011-06-13T06:58:00.001-07:002011-06-13T07:05:53.475-07:00Im still annoyedYou are mad at me because you made up some imaginary relationship between and my friend who is actually in a relationship with my sister. Homie, if your going to be that jealous you need to check yo self. Every guy I talk to doesn't mean I'm dating them. This stupid thing is that him being in a relationship meant nothing to you, in fact, I don't know why that doesn't affect anyone else. Im sorry but if I was flirting with some guy and he said he had a girlfriend, I'd back off and apologize. Nope, not my friends, not the people I know. They see that as an obstacle that needs to be won apparently. You could have avoided this entire situation if you didn't make stuff up and try to make something out of nothing. All I wanted to do was drink and watch basketball. But nooooooo... you had to come in and be all pissy. You said you wanted to date around and not get serious. How do you expect to do that when you seem to only want me?Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-8820820414764564272011-06-10T15:46:00.000-07:002011-06-10T16:59:24.398-07:00So f-ing confused.Dear Online Diary,<br />I feel like I haven't bitched about boys lately. So, I'm fixing that. WHY DO THEY HAVE TO BE SO DAMN CONFUSING! If you want a relationship, say that. If your looking for just sex, say that. If your just messing with my feelings, say that. I'm a flirt, not going to deny that. But I feel like I've reached the point were I need to stop doing that, cus I have to many guys flocking over me and Idk what the hell they want. I want a relationship. I'm looking for the real thing. I don't want to waste my time on a guy who doesn't want me like that. Oh and you know what else doesn't help... when my friends put their two cents in about who I like. I've dumped guys before because people made fun of me for dating them. I will do it again, because I am THAT insecure. I like J and H but since they are friends that would just cause problems. Plus, idk if they want a relationship or just wanna hook up. And H doesn't even try to text me, and J does but when were in the same room he doesnt seem to talk to me until hes had drinks. N is sweet, and wants a relationship, but after people made fun of me for liking him idk. Plus he's awkward when it comes to makin a move, I need someone thats confident and if hes not he better fake it. Nothing is worse than meeting a guy with no game or confidence. There's R, but I just met him, and Idk how I feel about him. He's cute and it looks like we have things in common, but he's deff a diff type of guy that Ive normally dated. Then there my ex. I shouldn't like him. I shouldn't. He hurt me. He is in love with someone else. He doesn't open up to me about personal stuff, but will with his ex-love. He says they won't get back together, but I doubt that. But still he wants to talk and hook up with me and other people but doesn't want a relationship cus he wants to chill and date around. But when I tell him I have 4 guys Im talkin to he freaks out, cus he doesn't wanna be apart of the circle. But that's exactly what he's doing. So that just doesn't makes sense. WHY DO I STILL LIKE HIM! I would so get back in a relationship with him, if I knew he was faithful enough. But I can't be that naive. But how can I move on if I still am talking and hooking up with him?! And I feel like if I stop talking to him like that he just wont talk to me at all. Which is not what I want, especially after his problems at home.<br /><br />And here is the most messed up part. I am in love with the hottest man ever who has no idea who I am. He has tats and piercings and is soooo my type. I always get what I want and I will get us to meet when school is back in session, but I feel like I have the need to hold off for him. Like wtf? He might not even like me, and Im two years older than him. So that might freak him out. But OMJESUS HE IS SOOOO SEXY!!!!!<br /><br />I just wish I knew what I wanted. I have unrealistic thoughts and it's hurting myself and others. So maybe if I write things down I can see clearer. I just dont want to be someone that leads people on, but idk how to find out who I like if I don't stop talking to them.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-31654831212642132352011-04-11T17:47:00.000-07:002011-04-11T18:02:00.824-07:00Disgusted.I am so disgusted in your actions I physically want to vomit. You are a disgusting excuse for a human being. I have never hated someone so much in my entire life. How can you DEFEND someone who vandalized $2000 worth of your roommate's property?! I am SO thankful that I parked my car at the wayside, otherwise god knows what would have happened to it. How about you grow a backbone and realize that you are wrong and I am right, and you leave that piece of pool scum called your boy toy. You have turned into him. He is a liar, disgusting, unintelligent, and only has 3 friends. You definitely have those qualities now. You just lost 2 friends that have been there for the past 2 years, over a POS cheating guy you have known for a few months? You disgust me. I hate you. I literally hate you. I hate seeing you. I hate hearing you. I hate him. I hate seeing him. I hate hearing him. I hate everything about you two. Take all your shit and move the fuck out. No one wants you here. I don't give two shits if he is depressed. He's using that as a crutch, and you are falling for it. How about you leave it to a doctor or a hotline to help his sorry ass. You knew all along that he keyed her car and pretended like you didn't know anything. Then you tell me that he shouldn't be punished for his mistakes. This is going to be one hell of a month, then after that I hope to never see your face ever again until common sense hits you in the head, and leave that criminal. You disgust me.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-13909281082343926852011-02-28T21:45:00.000-08:002011-02-28T21:52:29.728-08:00Say what?I really have the most fucked up love life. Here I was dating someone who broke up with me to get back with his ugly ex, treat me like shit to do so, then ignore me for some reason. Now, I have someone asking not to go on a date, but to be friends with benefits. I really do not know how to feel about this. What the hell do you say to that? I mean I know I don't put out that easy, cus that's how you end up prego with diseases. I mean I do like him, or did, but I don't know how I feel about him now. Every time I see him I like him, but when hes not around I dont. Can't I just find a really sweet cute guy, that I find absolutely attractive, who doesn't have any feelings for anyone else but me? Who I can be completely open and honest with, and visa versa?<br /><br />PS Wouldnt mind if it was like Caleb in the last PLL episode hahah. SOOOO CUTE AND SOOO HOT!!Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-54803072493416243652011-01-26T20:45:00.001-08:002011-01-26T20:51:19.284-08:00Vents are for releasing hot air...Don't fucking talk to me if all your going to do is try to start shit. I chose not to surround myself with negative energy. If you want to do that to yourself go right ahead, but don't involve me. Stop trying to cause drama when you have no reason to. Im sorry I ruined your whole night Saturday cus I was bitching, but if you say that, why can't you think of ONE SINGLE THING I SAID that I was "bitching" about. You have nothing. I remember everything from that night. You on the other hand have drunken word vomit and cant recall what I said let alone what you said to me. I just want to go back to how we were. I don't understand where or how this whole riff started. I just want to know how and how to fix it. Don't try to force me not to go to your party. You don't need to acknowledge me while im there. If my presence bugs you that much, well damn I must be one important person in your life. Threatening to black list me is also a joke. All your brothers love me and know that im not a fucking crazy bitch. Im a nice, sweet person, that is HAPPY! Pretty sure they wont believe you. So you wanna be immature and whine all the fucking time. Go ahead, but don't involve me. Don't blame me. Your PMSing or Bipolar-- either way, you've gone crazy. Good Luck.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-11154631858572233472011-01-20T22:07:00.000-08:002011-01-20T22:10:22.227-08:00just a girlSometimes I think to myself: I don't think I'll find anyone else like you. It scares me and I want nothing more than to have you back. I secretly want your ex to flunk out of college or move away. If she's out of sight, she's out of mind. It's not fair. The things you said to me should make me never want to talk to you again. But I can't. You said you would marry her and yet you say you hate her. I wish I never felt this way with you. I wish that we never talked that night. That way I wouldn't have gone through this. You could have been the one, and even though we only dated for a month, I've never felt so comfortable with anyone else.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-45947453143923477172011-01-16T23:12:00.000-08:002011-01-16T23:28:12.358-08:00Happy MLK Day... not.So, shocker given my previous posts only an idiot can't figure out where this post is going. I guess I was the idiot in this situation. I should have known, but hey who doesn't like a good dose of false hope, right? So, in celebration of no classes I went to the wayside along with the whole entire student body. Find my "boyfriend" and the first words that come out of his mouth "I love Stephanie. Sorry." WOW! Cus at the rave you said that you wanted to date again, but I guess you were just kidding or were you telling me what you wanted to hear to get what you wanted? Oh and my favorite... you were sleeping with her when we were "broken up". But that's okay cus you were stringing me along and you were "single". Go ahead re-live the past. The only reason you "love" her is that you've known her for so long and her fam. Not her as a person. You've told me over and over that you hated her. I look like the idiot. Im going to be the one judged. I should have followed my own dating rules, but I thought you were the exception.<br /><br />"Don't make a girl fall for you, if you had no intention on catching her."Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-10398846457088994722011-01-10T19:36:00.000-08:002011-01-10T19:53:40.737-08:00Secrets"Two can keep a secret, if one of them is dead."<br /><br />As I'm watching pretty little liars, I start to think to myself if lying helps or hinders. The same boy problems are still bothering me, and I question my thoughts if lying to him or not is better. Should I pretend everything is okay and hope that if I stay positive that everything will be? Or if telling him what bothers me is better? I'm just worried that if I voice my true feelings I won't get the response I want to hear. Sure, that should sound like he isn't worth it, but I don't want to give up hope because I REALLY like him. Given we really aren't "together" anymore, but he still acts like we are. If you really wanted to get over your ex, cuddling with her on the couch and sitting next to each other during class doesn't seem like your trying to get over her. You don't think I would find out? What am I suppose to think? Am I just setting myself up to look stupid and get played?Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-81027331851792199532011-01-04T12:07:00.000-08:002011-01-04T12:26:41.670-08:00The hardest decision...I don't want to talk about this to anyone I know, because I want to pretend it isn't happening. I fell hard and fast for my bf. He is amazing, he's honest, funny, and caring. But he just told me he can't stop thinking of his ex. Even though hes told me a hundred times how much he hates her, even when we were just friends. Now he wants to end things because he keeps thinking of her. I told him I don't want to. I don't want to let him go. I like him way too much. I just don't understand why he would have feeling for a relationship that was so bad. If they didn't live on the same floor I think this problem wouldn't be as big as it is. I don't know if I'm being selfish by wanting to keep him, but I just have hope that the longer he is with me the more he can forget about his ex. This is such a horrible situation to be in. It's not fair. People are going to treat me differently because we dated and I'm friends with all of his brothers. I'm beginning to think that I should let him go, because I think our relationship was a rebound for him whether he knows it or not. It just really sucks. I want him to be happy and I don't think it can be with her. Sure they have known each other for 2 years, but why couldn't our relationship turn into that.<br /><br />You know the saying, "Let it go, if it comes back its yours, if not, it was never meant to be?"<br />I feel like I should let go but if I do, he won't come back. And if he does it would be next year when they aren't living so close. Then it's just going to happen all over again. I'm scared.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-36278395153366700082010-12-14T17:09:00.000-08:002010-12-14T17:22:31.841-08:00Dear Diary...I don't like being stood up... twice... in two consecutive days. You made it up to me by still coming over last night, which I absolutely loved. But what happened? You said you would take me out tonight on our postponed date, but you blew me off. If you didn't want to go out, tell me. Don't ask me what I want to do, and then be like "it sounds like you don't want to go out". I don't put codes in my text messages. If I didn't want to go out, I would tell you straight up. I could have gone out to dinner with my mom and my sister, but I told them no because I was going out with you. I waited, and waited, and waited... for an hour. Nothing. You can't even text me back? I don't get it. Please, spare me this feeling next time.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-61828391396179196942010-12-13T15:01:00.000-08:002010-12-13T15:29:00.680-08:00What not to do on a date.So I had a dinner date tonight, and I've been getting ready for it here and there for a few hours beforehand.<br />1) Did the dishes; so he wouldn't see a sink full of dishes.<br />2) Straightened up the shoes; so they didn't look messy.<br />3) Fixed the blankets and pillows on the couch; so it looked presentable.<br />4) Turn the lights on the x-mas tree; so it would look nice,<br />5) Cleaned off the stove top from food; if I gave him a house tour.<br />6) Made my bed, and fixed up the room for that house tour.<br />7) Did my hair, makeup (twice), and got dressed.<br />8) Spent 10 minutes, deciding which purse to use, and transferred all my stuff.<br />9) Put perfume on 15 minutes on before the date; so it wouldn't be too strong when we said hello.<br />10) I picked out my scarf and put it on top of everything; so it would be ready to grab.<br />11) Put my mittens in my pockets; so it could just grab my coat and put them on as I walk to the car.<br />12) Looked at the menu of the restaurant; so I knew what was cheap that I could order.<br />13) Waited patiently for him to come in the door.<br /><br />Then I get a text, not asking where my house is, but postponing our date till tomorrow.<br />1) Take off outfit<br />2) Throw on sweats<br />3) Cry.<br /><br />Thanks.<br /><br />For future reference to any man. If you know you might not make it on time or at all, tell her right away! Not minutes before the date. All you have to do is say, "I just want to give you a heads up, it may not happen, but just in case..." Given it was a legit reason, but it would have been nice to stop at number 8.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-72773281812477627032010-12-10T22:09:00.000-08:002010-12-10T22:18:42.769-08:00Exams are BS.Exams are cruel and unusual punishment. You want to know who excels at exams? People who are good at taking them. They don't measure knowledge of the class, only what someone memorizes last minute and regurgitates it back up on the exam. What about those who are not good test takers? We are the ones that are punished. We may know the material, but when it's in ABCD form, its like I'm looking at a game of Who Want's to be a Millionaire? and I wanna take my $200 and leave. Shouldn't a grade depend on what the student did all semester? I don't even remember what I ate for lunch yesterday, how will I remember what socialist created which theory and why? This is cruel and unusual punishment. It's hurting students, teachers, and our school system. We need a reform that significantly reduces the points an exam is worth. If a huge project was 100 points and took 3 weeks to do, that should be worth more points than a 70 question exam that I took in an hour in a half and is worth 200 points. Do the math. Doesn't seem right does it. Our school systems are academically abusing us.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-87317675410914780182010-11-26T13:10:00.000-08:002010-11-26T13:15:12.518-08:00My own (Post) SecretsI've liked you for over a year, and never made a move. Now that I found someone that likes me, you step back in the picture. Ill always like you, but I cant wait forever for someone that isn't willing to commit.<br /><br />I always say what's on my mind, and some of it just might sound stupid. You make fun of me, and I just laugh it off. But when I'm being serious you look at me like I'm stupid. I laugh it off, but inside I'm hurt that I'm nothing more than a joke.<br /><br />I have low self esteem, so I try to please everyone. Even if I'm unhappy doing it.<br /><br />I broke up with the one person I really liked because I was afraid I would be made fun of for dating him.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-4494586910879999102010-07-15T19:17:00.000-07:002010-07-15T19:53:05.260-07:007/15/10<span class="status-body"><span class="status-content"> <span class="actions"></span><span class="entry-content">"I always like to look on the optimistic side of life, but I am realistic enough to know that life is a complex matter." - Walt Disney<br /><br />True story. My day hasn't been the best and I was trying to search for the perfect quote to lift my spirits. I liked this one because it speaks the truth. I try to include everyone in everything. I don't leave anyone behind. I always walk with the last person to leave, even when no one takes the time to reciprocate that towards me. Tonight was Pop Idol. So, while everyone was getting invited to be apart of an act, no one thought to even ASK me. I felt so unbelievably left out. I thought I had good enough friends here to hang out with, and thought they would invite me to be apart of their group. The part that hurt worst was that people in my a/c team did an act without me. Also, all my sorority sisters here decided to do a skit... with out me. How are we "sisters" when you leave ONE out. I was hurt, alone, and it was the most miserable thing to watch. I tried so hard not to cry, and I almost did every time I saw an act go on. Im so glad its over and had to suffer through that. I had to be strong and couldn't let my feeling get the best of me again. Tomorrow is a new day and I pray that its not like this ever again. I don't want to feel abandoned. I felt like I was at home again, I thought I got away from that. I feel like Im repeating myself, but I have no one to talk to here. No one understands what that feeling was. I just wish I could read minds. I want to know... do they really like me? Do they hate me? Do they talk behind my back? Why?<br /><br />And it doesnt help when my campers are even asking me "are you in it" "why aren't you doing a skit". Its hard to know that no one wanted you. One thing that made me feel a little better was that all day ppl asked "are you doing pop idol" and my response "No one invited me". I would always get "well Im in this many", the oh well look, or just blow me off. But when 2 counselors, Lea and Lisa, responded "aww grab some black clothes and be in ours". It was a sweet gesture (and impossible one cus it was 10 min till show) but regardless it was sincere and made me want to cry even more cus Im the most emotional person ever and I HATE it. I also hate that Im so insecure. UGH! Also, today we had cookout and Ashley and Kirstie always end up serving food first and I never am able to cus Im late and I feel really bad. I kinda get the feeling that they are upset that I sit with the girls and get food with them when they serve. Especially when they asked the girls where I was and they all said "idk" when I was right behind them. Ugh. I wish this camp didn't drill rules into our head the first week. I wish they would have told us the ways of the camp activities. The cook out rules. The songs. I feel like I miss the memo... everyday.<br /><br /></span></span></span>Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-33699765176072171732010-07-14T20:02:00.000-07:002010-07-14T20:03:10.635-07:007/11/10So the computer Im using is all in Polish cus the kitchen staff changed the language settings andddd I cant change it back. Therefore, I have to comment instead of a new post.<br /><br />7/11/10<br />Today is the first day I did not get a free slurpee =(<br />But I biked 2 miles with Katherine. Made it to Meltizer Parking and back BARELY with all the hills!!! I was proud that I finished tho. I proceeded to walk to the geese poop infested baseball field for an enormous game of Ultimate Frisbee. I learned to follow through (keep your wrist straight instead of bending it while throwing). Then collected balls for the softball toss. Fiona was hissed at by a goose and also called me Dani ALLLL DAY! Dont know why I didnt correct her but I hate being called that. I was exhausted!<br /><br />Evening activity was a movie, Bandslam. It was good so far but missed the ending cus Amanda fainted twice and I had to get the doctor, who turned out to be Hannah's mom lol. It was really scary, but she had heatstroke. I helped pass out fruit juice for the first time and heard the best sayings...<br /><br />Talia "I gave a half of my cookie to my friend".<br />Counselor "But your not suppose to do that cus now she has one in a half cookies"<br />Talia "Yea well its like Two in a half men. They dont need the other half but they still have it".<br /><br />Second<br />Jen "want some milk"<br />camper "eww no"<br />Jen "Shes going to get Osteoporosis"<br /><br />Ooooh man how funny!! I also solved my first conflict between Madi and Lindsay and that was a good moment cus im not good in those situations.<br /><br />Thats pretty much it. ADIOS!!Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-66424072148913712462010-07-05T21:06:00.000-07:002010-07-05T21:08:34.032-07:006/5/10First day in Lake George and we go shopping, eat pizza, play bicycle by queen on a jukebox, go to the beach surrounded by mountains, see a guy walking a pig, more hippie shopping, see a car on fire, and now that Im back I missed seeing Shrek 4 with the girls =( and its 90 inside this building. Not a fan of the hotness!Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-70007744358882498792010-06-16T20:42:00.000-07:002010-06-16T20:43:59.549-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYbS2IOACvEuzT2t2OK7Kx-dud3CMeGCUsvsIroJxlugqKUF_OYtN2C4Mafn9GWQabSBeOTkJv45kjnHynnc3y8PDie9wVYl7yaRcFsOt8GwhhL92myJ1_aBvv782RiXUaP17_kt73jOg/s1600/Picture+5.png"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 128px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYbS2IOACvEuzT2t2OK7Kx-dud3CMeGCUsvsIroJxlugqKUF_OYtN2C4Mafn9GWQabSBeOTkJv45kjnHynnc3y8PDie9wVYl7yaRcFsOt8GwhhL92myJ1_aBvv782RiXUaP17_kt73jOg/s320/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483583081730586674" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3uRZuQFgc4IeuwlJaY5RcCEMzYmNQ3sy98diYBu6DzdUDHxQ4dJZvhT_dKqLt-cftjFjO-qIMqSMQQrJIx3rVPOH2g5yGzTU5AwqVPcn2drP5Pf6_Lb3UbKakRlpVqmlCLSQWGL0WNV0/s1600/Picture+6.png"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 131px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3uRZuQFgc4IeuwlJaY5RcCEMzYmNQ3sy98diYBu6DzdUDHxQ4dJZvhT_dKqLt-cftjFjO-qIMqSMQQrJIx3rVPOH2g5yGzTU5AwqVPcn2drP5Pf6_Lb3UbKakRlpVqmlCLSQWGL0WNV0/s320/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483583084677743522" border="0" /></a>Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-59655255312994286022010-06-10T20:51:00.001-07:002010-06-10T20:52:37.804-07:00Thought:There are many guys who like me, but why can't it be the one I like?Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-46028003197300809042010-06-10T18:00:00.000-07:002010-06-10T18:17:11.549-07:00On June 10th...You know whats annoying. When people think I'm made of money and assume I will pay for them when they are short. Sometimes its a dollar or two, here and there. But it adds up. The worst is when I never get paid back. RUDE!<br /><br />What made it worst is that I invited a friend to go to a game with me a month ago, and told them the price for the ticket. Game is tomorrow and guess what they texted me? "I thought you were paying for me and I would pay you back"? Really? You know what they say when you assume? You say you have no money, yet the trash in your car says you always have money for fast food. Oh and that text was also code for (since they have "no money"), Im going to have to drive there AND pay for parking. RUDE!<br /><br />Moral of the story people... Save your god damn money! and if someone is nice enough to pay when your short money, PAY THEM BACK ASAP! Dont make it a habit cus its RUDE!Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-14496624313928782442010-05-23T00:43:00.000-07:002010-05-23T00:46:11.162-07:00Thought of the Day: 5/23Men with long beards are nasty, shave it off, its gross. Im watching a movie and can barely watch the kissing scenes because all I see is Sara Jessica Parker eating long nasty beard hair in her make-out section.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7243585269406343150.post-33382643713951773462010-05-21T21:01:00.000-07:002010-05-21T21:02:55.907-07:00What did I do?Ive been in a volunteering mood lately. I worked at a construction site for Habitat for Humanity for 6 hours, and today I worked at a Murder Mystery dinner at my church for 5 hours. I cant get enough.Yours Truly...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12830675466923354898noreply@blogger.com0