"We'll never be as young as we are right now." --Jim Steinman

Saturday, June 30, 2007

pretty much

All I do is work.
No joke.

Parade tomorrow.
That should be fun.
Then in to work.

So.
This is what went down.

I was with Aeropostale Thursday and his friend called.
He never called him back. Then he said he felt bad because it was going to be the last time he would see his buddies in a long time.

Wait, what?

So earlier last week I asked him when he was leaving to live with his brother. He said he didn't know...he would know Monday (this past).

Snap.
He left Friday for his cabin and from there went to his brother's house.

I knew he was leaving.
It was just like, "Oh crunch, bye."

So what have I done in the past week?
Worked.
Sat online.
Went to Peanuts' house.
I talked to Aeropostale like --this-- much in the past week.

Oh well, I'm glad that I can still talk to him. I would go nuts if that happened.

He's so sweet. Randomly saying "I wish I could be with you."

Awwww

+Transition+

So I would like to know what the hell is up with all these dumb advertisements all of a sudden. Who's letting guys write these women-intended commercials?

Example #1:
Playtex Sport Tampons.
Description of commercial: cheerleaders bending and stretching

Example #2:
Schick Quattro Woman's Razor.
Description of commercial: women running around in bras, panties, and skimpy tank-tops trying to steal their boyfriend's/husband's razors

Question: Do these advertising agent people really believe that putting scantily clad women in women-oriented commercials will actually get more females to buy their products?
I mean, I can understand if they had a hot guy in one of these commercials...but no...*insert cheerleader*

Wow.

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Ok, that's better

So last night I posted my rant.
Then I talked to Aeropostale.
Convo went a little like this--

Me: Would you like to do something tomorrow? Like lunch or w/e
Him: Sure
Me: Where?
Him: I don't care. As long as I'm with you

I called him this morning. We talked on the phone forever. He's so weird sometimes. Occasionally he does the dumb "so what are you wearing?" thing.
So today I told him I could guess what he was wearing and what he was doing.
I was right. I'm pretty sure I freaked him out.

I drove to his house and then we got in his car and drove to Sandwiches. It was so much fun.
I told him how I felt about him being ashamed to be seen with me. He made a couple jokes and then gave me a big hug and told me he loves me.
He always makes it better.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Can I bitch for just a second?

I don't think Aeropstale actually wants to be seen with me or something.
Seriously.

On a daily basis he says that he misses me and that he wishes we could spend more time together.
However, the ONLY time we see eachother is when his parents aren't home.

Idk.
We talk online during the day. Then at night we'll talk until like 12:30...or like last night 1:00.
But when I see him all we do is makeout in his basement.

I would love it if we just went out to eat or something.

I don't even know what point I'm trying to make.

I'm in a bad mood right now, so maybe I'm just taking it out on him.

He might be leaving soon. He can't find a job here in town, so he'll probably be moving in with his sister in LaCrosse.
That's like 4 hours away. Then after that he's going to college.

So I have like no time to spend with him before then.
I just want to spend more time with him.

He's so sweet.
I love him so much.

I went over to his house on Monday (his mom's out of town and his dad was at work).
I pulled up in their driveway and walked up to the door...
I didn't even have time to knock before he opened the door and kissed me.
Then we stood in the kitchen huggin and talking.

I love it when we just lay on his couch and he has his arms around me. We'll just be sitting there and then he'll pull me really close and hold me so tightly.
Like...He just makes me feel special
When he plays with my hair I feel like I'm prettier than I've ever thought I was before.

I just wish I could see him more than I do. I mean, we see eachother like once a week...when he's gone I'm going to wish we'd spent so much more time together.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Haha. You hate me

So the last day of school Random Freshman and I decided we would try to set up Ertz and Pink Piggy. Pink Piggy REALLY likes Ertz, but she's too shy to do anything.
It's adorable.

So Random Freshman started saying how Ertz needs to ask her to play tennis with him this summer.
Ertz' response, "Well, I was thinking about it."

Background on Ertz:
He doesn't know the difference between a girl and a boy. Like legit...he expresses NO emotion towards females.
If you walk up to him and say "LOVE" he'll ask you what match you're talking about.
Plus he thinks he's the most cocky guy in the world. Well, he's funny cocky...

Anyway...

So RF and I were trying to get all up in that business...
Then Sunday we were at the parade...

It was great.
During the parade RF and I just kept saying things that made Pink Piggy want to hit us in the faces.
Good times.
Then on the bus ride home RF and I talked most of the way home so Pink Piggy and Ertz could talk. Great success.

RF wants me to consider changing his name. He hates freshmen and does not, in any way, wish to be associated with them.
But I can't just change it--IT DOESN'T WORK LIKE THAT!!!

I got Random Freshman to admit he's emo.
He was like, "Yeah, do you know how sometimes I'm sad and mad at the world?" or whatever he said.
And I was like, "EMO!"
Made me laugh, because he is...with the exception of the awkward music and the clothes.
He is legit.

I really want to call Aeropostale and be like, "We're doing something." However, there is nothing to do in this craphole town.
He was talking about how he wishes we could spend more time together. I want that too.
He's so sweet.
He was supposed to be at his friend's house by 8:00 last night, but he said he wanted to talk to me longer. Okay, laugh if you want, but that's ADORABLE.

Saturday, June 09, 2007

Today was great

I had to wake up early so I could be on time for the stupid ACT deal. Yeah. I'm pretty sure I got 98% of the language correct,
I dominated the math section,
I might've been raped by the reading,
and I probably got a 7 on the science.
The writing wasn't too bad. By that time I just wanted to get out of that damn room. There must've been something wrong with the computer in that room because it kept making awkward high-pitched noises.
I wanted to shoot it.
For some reason my nose started bleeding during the science section or whatever. I was just like "damnit!"

Cutie's new name is Aeropostale. Don't even ask; it's an inside joke.
Yeah, so I called Aeropostale when I got home.
We were on the phone for one hour and twenty-two minutes.
An hour and nineteen of those minutes he was trying to "cook cookies."

I couldn't stop laughing.
Well, in his defense he spent 10 minutes actually looking for the recipe book and another 10 minutes looking up the difference between tablespoon and teaspoon on Wikipedia.

The best part was when he was done mixing everything together and he tasted it and just said, "Yeah, I think I did something wrong."

After that I went over to his house and he made me eat one of the cookies. It was actually pretty good...it was huge. It was all soft in the middle...but I think that might've been because they weren't done all the way.
Oh well, I didn't die.
It was so cute.

He made me watch a scary movie with him. It was a good one, though. It was fun cuddling on the couch in his basement.

I had to be home by 6:00, so we had to leave at 5:30 so he could drive me to my dad's because I didn't have my car.
We left his basement at 5:30, but we didn't actually get up the stairs until 5:45.
It took us 15 minutes to get up a flight of stairs!
Haha. That was fun.
I love kissing him. It's my favorite thing in the world.

Friday, June 08, 2007

Wasting Time

How can I best pass away the minutes?
Blog.
Yay!

Yeah. I'm supposed to be going over to Cutie's house, but he doesn't want me to come over until he takes a shower first.
Whatever.

It feels weird driving around without my dad in the passenger seat. Seriously.
I drove myself home from work on Wednesday and it was just awkward.
I can actually turn the radio to a good station and listen to it as loud as I like.
Freaking awesome.

Lumberman's Day is Sunday. I have to talk to K about getting a French horn for my senior pictures because mine was sent in to get cleaned or whatever.

I have to take the ACT Saturday. That should be...interesting. I'm pretty sure I already forgot EVERYTHING I've learned this past year.
Oh well, I can always take them again in like October or whatever.

Hmm. I should go put my makeup on or something.

Monday, June 04, 2007

About damn time

I finally got into the DMV to take my freaking drivers' test.
I had to cancel the one I had in November because it snowed so damn much the night before, and then I couldn't even get an appointment until Friday.

I'm so glad I passed.
Not even kidding.

Yeah. So I have my license now.

I was at Cutie's house today. That was a lot of fun. I hadn't seen him in a week...it was rough. I gave him a really big hug when I saw him.