I've been up for 48 consecutive hours now. This is the last week of summer semester and it's the week from hell.
I've been busy trying to complete this film, while finishing up papers and craming for exams. This site is about the only thing that keeps me going. That's kind of sad to think about.
I'm currantly "dating" my ex-girlfriend. I really missed her, and now I'm not sure if it was all a big mistake. It's funny how all the girls I once had huge crushes on come back out of nowhere to drop hints. Too bad I'm back with the ex. I can't really complain, she makes me happy...whenever I see her.
Tonight I got a call from a former crush asking me what I wanted for my birthday. I explained my resoning, "Nothing, because if you get me something, I'll have to turn around and buy you a damn gift on your birthday, which will always fall under a time when money is tight."
She laughed and told me she'd cook for me. I don't think anyboy has ever really cooked just for me. So I agreed. The then added, "And I want to dress up." Well, I'm a fan of dressing nice, not corperate preppy shit, just nice. She then says, "I want to wear my nice red heals for you, but I have nothing to go along with it, except for my red bra and panties."
Damn, damn, damn.
POST SCRIPT: I haven't talked to my ex/currant girlfriend in a few days. I wasn't sure whats up. She called me tonight, she has come down with a rough case of Scarlet Fever.
If anybody wants a good reference to this whole situation get ahold of The Simpsons episode intitled "The Last Temptation of Homer"
I've been busy trying to complete this film, while finishing up papers and craming for exams. This site is about the only thing that keeps me going. That's kind of sad to think about.
I'm currantly "dating" my ex-girlfriend. I really missed her, and now I'm not sure if it was all a big mistake. It's funny how all the girls I once had huge crushes on come back out of nowhere to drop hints. Too bad I'm back with the ex. I can't really complain, she makes me happy...whenever I see her.
Tonight I got a call from a former crush asking me what I wanted for my birthday. I explained my resoning, "Nothing, because if you get me something, I'll have to turn around and buy you a damn gift on your birthday, which will always fall under a time when money is tight."
She laughed and told me she'd cook for me. I don't think anyboy has ever really cooked just for me. So I agreed. The then added, "And I want to dress up." Well, I'm a fan of dressing nice, not corperate preppy shit, just nice. She then says, "I want to wear my nice red heals for you, but I have nothing to go along with it, except for my red bra and panties."
Damn, damn, damn.
POST SCRIPT: I haven't talked to my ex/currant girlfriend in a few days. I wasn't sure whats up. She called me tonight, she has come down with a rough case of Scarlet Fever.
If anybody wants a good reference to this whole situation get ahold of The Simpsons episode intitled "The Last Temptation of Homer"
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malicewithasmile:
Oh dear. Quite the predicament for you b-day. I suggest sitting there, be quiet, and enjoy the meal and sights. Hehe.
monkey21:
damn you! wish a girl had cooked for me like that on my bday