I think I'm...just crazy.
Things with Chris & I are fine! Peachy-keen! Groovy X 2! Fo' sho' yo'.
I think what happend was, he was acting slightly weird. Which worried me a little. Then we had this dumb little text-spat. And later he said some thing weird. And since I'm crazy & stressed about abso-freakin-lutely every thing these days, all these little dumb things added up & I had a mental freak out.
But we are fine! Yay. I really wasn't looking forward to seeing him today, but I'm really glad I went. YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY. I'm happy. If you hadn't noticed.
Waaaa. Today was really groovy. I feel like a dork 'cause I have made zero progress on the packing, but it was worth it. I went out for brunch with mum, dad, & Aaron. Then I went over to Alex's house. (We watched Blues Brothers, an awesome movie, despite the fact that it is 4 million hours long.) Aaaand then I went over to Chris's house for a bit.
Hangin' with Alex is tons 'o fun.
DUDE. I had a super huge head-ache today. Some time between leaving Alex's house, & heading to Chris's, my head just...I don't know, but it felt like the dungeon master (the midevil kind, not the nerdy kind) was in there running amuck. It was almost like a migrane, but with out all the blindness & pukey times.
Oh, so, apparently Chris was a little, unsettled, about Alex & I hangin' mano y mano.
Which I found...laughable. Obviously, Chris is blind, I'm waaaaay to devoted to him to even think of another person that way. Spleash, he knows he can trust me. Ah well, he did warn me ages ago that he is sort of a jealous boyfriend, I'm glad this is the worst he's been. Most ''jealous boyfriends'' are fucking annoying a-holes. Chris just gets a little worried when I'm hanging one-on-one with guy friends. (Which happens how often? Seriously, when you have trust issues involing guys, you don't hang out one-on-one with guys friends, unless they are totally trust-worthy. I mean, I hate it when I have to work alone with Mat or John, & I'm never even really alone with them.) Also, I think it's funny that he knows how I am, & yet he's never worried when I hang out alone with cute girls...Haha.
Lalala, lets see...I'm not sure what else to write about. But I have to kill some time, 'cause I can't go to bed until the laundry is done.
I can never rememeber if 'until' is spelled with one 'L' or two. I'm looking that up now. It's one! Yay I spelled it right the first time!
Sooo dee doh dee doh....
Did I write about open mic night already? I don't know.
So Wednesday Mad & I played open mic at Hope & Anchor again. The first time we played (a couple weeks ago) we bombed. Hard. Man we sucked worse than a vacuum. But this time (last Wednesday) was AWESOME. Haha. We only messed up the second song, & every one thought it sounded good anyway. (Well, except the messed up part.) We played Lola by the Kinks, Walking with a Ghost by Tegan & Sara, & 500 Miles by...uh...damn I can never remember their name. The one about walking 1,000 miles.
Dude, I'm listening to Tunng right now, they are so freaking rad. I love them. Jenny again is my favorite song by them.
Also I love Tegan & Sara. I wish I was them. Only I wouldn't want to be both of them at the same time, 'cause that would be weird. Also, I don't think I'd really want to be either of them, 'cause as messed up as I am, I like being me. But I'd like to be as tallented as one/both of them.
Ho-kay, this blog-a-rog is getting very long. I'm going to check the laundry, & maybe go to bed. I don't know. Maybe not. Have I ever mentioned how much I like typing? Yes? Oh, well, I'll try not to say it again, but really, I LOVE typing.
Also I think I like crying. It's a great stress relief. Unless I'm at work, in which case is sucks. Or basically when I'm with any one at all. But when I'm by myself! It makes me feel better. And sleepy.
Man, back in the day, I cried like, once a year. And it was a big deal. Nothing made me, Ariel the great, cry. But this year....fuck man. My eyes are making up for lost time!
Haha.
Any-poo, I'll just be going now.
Love & saw-dust,
Ariel
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