parkplace's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Size 11 Shoes Go a LONG Ways in These Days Listening To: At your Funeral by Saves the Day Thank god for fucking icey-hot. Without it, I don't think I would be able to type right now seeing as the fact that I just ran two and a quarter miles and practiced long jumping on the Swampscott High School track team. I really like doing it for some reason. I feel so accomplished after I ran that two miles. Then I past out and regained my conciousness about five minutes later. :) Anyhoo, I am feeling great about my father, you know, the guy who said we were going to the mall today and then backed out for my fucking step-brothers basketball banquet. That fucking asshole goes to everyones fucking events and can't even take me to the mall for five seconds? Well, thats what I thought about him before he said he would go to the movies with me and buy me a videogame if we went tommarow. I feel guilty because it was like he bribed me to do it. But he said that he would take me to today and I was really looking foward to it! He even did the same thing yesterday when I asked him yesterday. But he couldn't go yesterday because he has other plans. Today is differen't though because we planned ahead of time. oh, it doesn't matter though, I still fuckin love him to death. I think I am gonna hook up with Nicole friday if we ahng out. I really want to so everyhting will be all good if we do. I don't want a relationship with her though, because I make relationships all awkward and stuff once I go out with somone. I don't really feel like writing anymore because the icey-hot is wearing thin and I am about to break apa 5:04 p.m. - 03-26-03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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