Listening to: Spill Canvas ;; Staplegunned
Feeling: complicated
So, I slept until 3:30 p.m. today, which is unusual because generally, no matter how late I stay up, I wake up between 9 and 10. So, having my mother barge into my room and telling me it was 3 was a little unexpected.
After I had been up for about an hour, my sister gets a call from our friends Garrett and Austin. Apparently, Garrett's car had run out of gas on Arlington and they had walked from the gasless car to his house (about 2 miles) and then thought to call us to come pick them up.
So, anyone wondering, yes that was me on Arlington.
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So, a little later my mother talked me into going over to Lutheran High for "Docs vs. Jocks vs. Drugs."
Basically, a big basketball game.
The game sucked, but seeing all those people that I miss made everything better.
I could have just walked over to Ross's house.
I mean, I had thought about doing that, but I didn't have the courage.
He probably wouldn't have wanted to hang out with me anways.
I don't understand him.
I swear, he's bipolar.
How can I be this obsessed??
I've known him 3 1/2 months...
PATHETiC
So tonight I'll sit and pick apart your pictures
how are you?
p.s.
sleeping in till 3:30, JEEEZ! my longest was only 3...haha but i LOOVE sleeping.
//chelly♥
what do you want to do to your background?
kenzie
Thank you for the comments you're left me.
Yeah I did write that one about leaving the ladder up at night and all.
See, a dear friend of mine would always leave this ladder out so that his friends could climb up onto his roof and knock on his window to talk or hang out or whatever.
But recently he took it down. And that's where the whole poem started.
<3