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Good/Bad Sweet/Sour Part I
Wow!! I have not *blurtied* in such a long time, I feel like I abondoned a Guinea Pig of something!! LOL!
Anyways, My mood is good/bad, sweet/sour, heavenly white/devilish black (those sound like lingerie colors!! lol!) Hey Tandra!! There's an idea for your clothing line!! hehe!!! Just let me know!! I wanna work at your clothing design studio!! WAHHHHHH!!! AHEM!! Anyways!!
My week has been a roller coaster of emotions!
Painful gut wrenching emotions of love, came from my boyfriend, Jason~*
But emotions of answered prayers, tears of joy and the like, came from Tandra and her family!! (*bows and says, "I am not worthy! Not worthy I tell you!*) hehe!!
Anyways, the seriously emotional feelings I felt about my boyfriend, I have NEVER FELT ANYTHING LIKE THIS BEFORE!! I had talked to Jason, Wed night, and it was all good*~ He said he wasnt going to spend the night that night because he wanted to give my mom a break! He didn't want to take advantage of her kindness~* That I understood so the most I felt was a little lonely that night lol~* Anyways, he said he was in a bit of a sour mood because of his brother, Ken, acting retarded with the house phone~* (Jason left his phone charger at my house so his cell was about to die)
Anyways, that was it and he said he would call me tomorrow to see me and get the charger later~*
Well, the next morning, he didn't call~* I called his cell. No answer. I called his house phone. No one answers~* This went on all morning and I didn't go anywhere, I just stayed at home thinking that something had happened.
Crazy thoughts went through my mind like, "Is his mom in the hospital??" "Is she okay?!" "Is Jason okay?" "Did something happen to him??" "Did he go to school?"
I had never felt like this before, so with all these thoughts going thru my head and the worse case scenarios playing over and over again, I had a panic attack at like 1 in the afternoon! I never had one of those before! Even with all the retarded and ridiculous stress my family has put me through the past 22 years and 9 months, I don't recall ever having panic attack!
And boy do they suck!! :( :( :(
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