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the exquisite mistress (tormented_s0ul) wrote,
@ 2004-05-14 22:48:00
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    Current mood: bored
    Current music:"Burn"... Usher

    mmm... fudge
    Yes, my life is ever so exciting. It's a Friday night, I'm sitting at home, with no boyfriend and eating as much fudge as I can stand. Actually, I'm eating whatever I can get my hands on. It's pretty depressing. ((shrugs)) Oh well.

    Anyway, I've been taking driving lessons, and NOT killing anyone, contrary to what all my friends may say. I still need a lot of practice though, but not really willing to shell out 42 bucks an hour just to have some behind the wheel practice. (My dad doesn't really give a shit about me, and could care less, so I'm not even going to bother asking him) So, lately, I've been bribing friends with money and other things to let me practice driving their cars. Anyone feel like teaching me the proper way to parallel park, and well.. make turns? I can't do them for the life of me, especially when my stupid instructor won't tell me what I'm doing wrong. Ha, I wonder... if I post in philadelphia... would there be any offers. Probably not.

    And I've been talking to Chris a lot, well, more than I have in the past. He's a good person to talk to. I wonder why I haven't bothered to get to know him better. He's still being mediator for Brian and I, because things are still really rocky. And, I'm trying to listen and offer any advice I have about his situation. Although, today he told me a few things, that brought ((shudders)) vivid images to mind, and wow, somethings are just better left unsaid.

    Anywhoo, I stopped by today to see Brian after my driving lesson. I was originally going to go to CCP and get my ID taken, but they decided to close early, so I went to Brian's instead. I got there, and as expected, the guy's a mess. He gets down on his knees, recited a poem, and gave me a promise ring... even though we're not together anymore. I feel weird about wearing it, so I just keep it around my neck just like the other ring, but of course, I didn't do that til I got home. If I had taken it off in front of him, it most likely would have brought on another onset of tears. I really wish he would get a hold of himself, because I'm starting to get the impression that it'd be better off if we didn't see each other for a while.

    Ah, I'm tired of writing, because frankly, I'm bored outta my mind, and this ain't helping it. <33 bye



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