I always seem to write entries in BCL because Freshman are slow and stupid....except for the one to the left of me. Saturday started out pretty good. I actually slept in….9 am..woooohoo! Then I started wrapping Christmas presents, it seems never ending! Then Dwaynie called and asked if he could come over, I immediately said yes, he’s like “what, you aren’t going to ask?” Me: “no” him: hehe so then he’s like “I’m on my way” ….I went into the living room and my stepdad was like “you should get cleaned up before he gets here rather than doing it when he’s here.” I said “ohhhh, but I was doing stuff” So I was in the shower and I heard mam say “Tonya, we’ll be back soon.” I’m like “WHAT!?!?” Thinking I heard her wrong, and then she impatiently repeated herself and I realized that I heard her correctly…They were leaving while I was in the shower, soon to be out when my boyfriend was arriving shortly. I was going to organize and do some homework but he called earlier than I had expected. So we were at my house doing things and stuff and then we went to his house and learned Angels we have heard on high. I play guitar, he plays bass, we kick ass at it. I wanted to play this together on Christmas day for our families. Then we watch monsters Inc. in his living room with is little brothers and his mom. It was so cute. While waiting for his dad to get home from hunting to go to the Deimler Christmas party. The party was alright, it was better when Dwayne didn’t leave me in rooms by myself with me not knowing where he was. He said he went downstairs to ask his cousin to give me a ride in his freakin’ fast ass camaro, because he knew I liked fast car rides. Granted, it was sweet of him, but I didn’t think so while I was sitting in the room all by myself, wondering if I should wait for him or go look for him. But anyway, when we got there I was like “FOOD!!!” but then I looked into the kitchen and saw all the people and I was suddenly scared. I said to Dwayne, can you get me food?” He’s like “no, you can get it yourself.” I swear, he just likes to show me off….His one aunt was like “she’s beautiful” I’m like “yeah, no!” And his other cousin had a tattoo…Dwayne says to me while looking at the expression on my face, “what you think he’s hot?” (knowing that I have a thing for guys with peircings and tattoos.) And I said, sure, then Dwayne says to his cousin “Mark, Tonya thinks you’re hot” and I said “no, I don’t think you’re hot, I think you’re tattoo is hot” then later that night Dwaynie tells his cousin to go hit on me or something and he puts his arm around me and asks me for my phone number” I caught eye contact in the kitchen with Dwayne while this was happening, saw him smile, and knew this was his doing. What a joker. Dwaynie always thinks I’m getting an attitude with him, when I’m not…then we continue to fight. It fuckin’ sucks. You can’t tell how a person is feeling just by how you think they sound on the telephone. Time is running low, and this is getting too long, so I’m gonna go. Peace