| moving.
dunno when I'll be back on this piece.
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| TEN reasons I am REALLY glad its summer
#1- I need some reflection time and just time to get away from the Lancaster Catholic little girl drama.
#2- I will HOPEFULLY be driving my new(to me)
SAAB, with the sunroof.. and leather...and four doors...and just
overall greatness. oh well, its just a MAYBE, which probably means that
I won't get it because it is too expensive to fix and blah blah blah,
not that is broken.. gr, but this car just makes my heart flutter. Its
nice to be in love.
#3- Working is good for my soul. Sometimes I need reminded I am
just a normal person, and that people are going to yell and be dumb to
me. Also it gives me something to hate that won't get anyone too upset.
#4- I will probably get to see a lot of the people I couldn't see during the school year, a lot more.
#5- I can get skinny.
#6- I can swoon and swoon over tons of unattainable things (i.e. German boys and BMWs)
#7- I can have space to get mad about little stuff, so this way atleas there isn't as much drama over something dumb.
#8- I can drive around at night- all night if I want- (in my saab  )
#9- I can spend time with my brother and sister, and mom and tim.
#10- summer means you can go anywhere
and be anyone, and just be free for a little bit. Free to be happy, and
enjoy tiny little unimportant things. (until it is crushed by your
manager telling you you can not use your cell phone what-so-ever even
after you are done with your shift.)
so- my life- working- g-rents- working- looking for a car-
finding a car- falling in love with a car- getting that love crushed
and stepped and run all over- finding a new car and starting the
process all over again.  I enjoy it A LOT.
only thing that sucks
I wont be home most of the summer
ugh
I HATE CANCER
your sweet, if only that would work 
I came back for two days.
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| Don't be worried.
I'm down here.
lots of shit goin on.
This site isn't like, safe to talk on.
so uhm.
yeah...
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You really know how to shock a girl eh?
Senior Pictures.
The nightmare is just begining.
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| MW: L****** I NEED TO TALK TO YOU NOW.
L: Yeah?
MW: You have a date Friday at Seven o'clock. He's picking you up.
L: oh?
MW: Yupp, but we need to give L**** directions so he can get there.
L: haha alright no problem.
MW: Ok then.
L: Well, uhm, how did this happen??
MW: oh
well J** was on the phone, and I was like "J** who you talking to!?"
and he said he was talking to D*** and so I asked him to ask if he was
interested in L******, and then I set it up.
Pretty much the cutest thing ever.
=D
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