Don spent the weekend with me again. And it was amazing. I really love this kid. I know this isn’t very interesting at all…
I don’t have anything to write so I haven’t posted in a few days. And I still don’t have anything new at all…it’s horrible. 
*yawn* I’m pretty tired, too.
Yesterday, Don came over for awhile. And then we went to church. Yeah, you read right. Church. And a Catholic church at that. (He’s Catholic.) Then he took me to Taco Bell and back to his grandmother’s house, where we hung out and did a lot of kissing. :upsidedown: That’s the way to do it.
Today I hung out with him again before he went back home. He lives an hour away so I don’t get to see him that much.
I’m in such a great mood because he let me borrow his CDs, and I’m putting them on my computer.
He loves Styx.
They are my favorite band.
This kid is just perfect. For me anyway. *sigh*
I’m so retarded…it’s embarassing me.
Last night I went to see Don’s game. I’m not really that into football, but it was still fun anyway. I hung out with his sister the whole time since, of course, I didn’t know anyone there. He did good, but got hurt before halftime.
He looked so hot in his football outfit! I wanted to throw him down right there…but I couldn’t. :crush:
The other night we were on the phone, and guess what he said? That the loved me. I lost my breath, and my heart stopped for a minute. We’ve only been together a little over a month, but we have grown so close and I can honestly say that I love him, too. I told him, of course. :upsidedown:
I hate to be one of those giddy, rambling girls who get on my nerves, but I can’t help it. Besides, this is my site.
Well, he’s amazing. He’s smart, funny, sweet, semi-old-fashioned, which I think is good, great to talk to, and the best thing of all, he makes me smile. Whenever I think about him, I can’t help but smile. He makes me so happy, and I’m still not sure why. Whenever I say it, he always ask WHY, but I still can’t tell him. Maybe it’s because he’s everything I want in a guy? And the fact that he loves me. Or how even though we disagree on things (politics, religion, this damn country, etc.), I love to listen to him try to convince me that he’s right. And he sings, randomly. I feel so safe with him. I know I don’t have to worry about him cheating on me. I know he’ll be there if I need him. I love talking to him.
Wow…I think that’s enough for now. The list of why I love him so much is getting kinda long.
I need to go clean up the house a bit because he’s coming over later. <3
It has been a REALLY long time since I’ve posted here. Two months or so. Goodneses.
Well, I’m back to an extent. I had a life and now what did I go and do? Get in trouble again. So I’m grounded. But I’m not that much into the internet as I used to be. And I’m not really sure why.
Between the different counseling I go to, and how much I talk to Don, I don’t really have too much to write in here.
Except for that I have a new boyfriend, Don. It’s been a month already and things are going pretty amazing so far. I really like this guy. And I’m hoping it’ll work out because he’s really helping me through everything and I don’t know what I’d do without him.
This whole ordeal has taught me a lot about who my true friends are and how much I value my freedom and my education. So I’m not going to be screwing up anymore.
There’s about 2o38502385 suggestions on Webands, and I haven’t udpated that site in SO long. I feel really bad. I get 10 emails or so per day with suggestions. I quit reading through them because lots of people repeat ones that have already been suggested, or are already offered on the site.
Hmm, well, I think that’s about all I have to say for now.
I bought myself an airsoft pistol. It’s kind of like a BB gun, but a little less rude. It still hurts to get by the little things though. I’m thinking it’s actually a BB gun, but everybody’s telling me otherwise. It’s pretty nifty, methinks.
This past weekend, even though I’m technically grounded, I’ve gone out and done things. For instance, we went to Dan’s Hamburgers and Cabelas. That’s pretty much it. And that’s where I bought my little gun.
My mom says next weekend I’m not going anywhere, but if there’s anywhere really fun, I’m just going to go. I’ve got my window all figured out. I rigged it so I can go in and out without the alarm going off. I’m such a terrible kid…
I really don’t have anything else going on. I’m tired and a little bored. I don’t know what to do with myself sometimes. Blah.
