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Ann [heart]s me. [and she owns me too]
GIV3BL00DRID3BMX (12:18:28 PM): my good friend with skin cancer
GIV3BL00DRID3BMX (12:18:37 PM): i dont know what i would do without you
last night i spent the night at Joyce’s house. Dallas called me asking where I was and so he came over to Joyce’s to go to iHop with us. When he got over to Joyce’s we were standing in the entry way play fighting and I went in for a punch, and I was wearing my cons so i had no tred, and to make matters worse, i had just walked in water, so i go in for the punch and my feet fly out from under me and i land on my ass. twas awesome. and really really funny. so anyway, we go to iHop, and after being there for about 30 minutes, Dallas starts acting really strange. I kept asking him what was wrong, but he wouldnt tell me. after about 10 minutes of that he gets up and walks out to the parking lot, and i follow him. he still refuses to tell me what’s wrong, and then he just walks away from me. I run up to him and ask him where he’s going. He says he’s going to walk back joyce’s to get his truck. I ask him what’s wrong he says nothing, and then finally he tells me that he’s upset because he’s afraid they’re changing me. He says i’ve changed so much since i started hanging out with them, I told him that people change, he said he didnt change. but i did. Joyce and Stina and Whitney came outside so we took dallas back so he could get his truck. Then we went back to iHop for a little bit. I was in a terrible mood, but Ann and Amanda and the other kids cheered me up. Matt made a tower of creamers. And then we knocked it down. A little later, around 12:30 Joyce, Stina, Whitney, and me, decided to leave and go to wal*mart and play the basket game. The color of choice was ORANGE! it was fun fun fun! Then we went to walgreen’s and dicked around there for a little bit. then we took whitney home, and went back to miss joyce’s house. at joyce’s house i checked to see who all was online and i saw that dallas was away. so i looked at his info. he called me fake. it made me cry. so i locked myself in joyce’s bathroom, like the little emo child i am, and cryed for a good 10 minutes. then i pulled myself together, and changed into my swimming attire, i went into the computer room and stina and dallas and trey were all fighting. trey and dallas vs. stina. they called her all sorts of mean names. i didnt like it at all. I love that child. I love all my friends. i really really do. and it kills me when they fight like that. but dallas was livid with me, and he was taking it out on stina. and then we left and went swimming in the pool that they frequent. twas grand times. we joked around about how i change to fit in. I talked to mandi about me changing today, like asking her if she thought i’d changed, and she said yes, but in positive ways, i seem happier and i’m more honest with myself and others. i dont know. on the way to the pool dallas called my cell phone. he wanted to talk. i wasnt in the mood for talking. so i was kinda short. he appologized, saying that he over reacted. i hung up on him. he called me back. pleaded with me to at least just say something to him. i told him i didnt have anything to say, told him to go to bed, that it’s 3am and he has to go to school in the morning. that i’d talk to him today. it’s today, and i, i dont know. i’m still kinda hurt by somethings that were said. oh well. we’ll see.
Do I Lack Luster : oh man... me and dallas got in a FIGHT lastnight
nOt a faeRy taLe : really?
nOt a faeRy taLe : why?
Do I Lack Luster : yea
Do I Lack Luster : because i’m ‘changing’
nOt a faeRy taLe : oh
nOt a faeRy taLe : all about like joyce n stuff
nOt a faeRy taLe : brb, time for test
Do I Lack Luster : and because i had joyce’s cancer sticks in my purse, and that’s what made him flip out
Do I Lack Luster : ...have i changed?
nOt a faeRy taLe : a little
nOt a faeRy taLe : but not for the worse as far as i can see
Do I Lack Luster : how? how have i changed?
nOt a faeRy taLe : you are happier, it seems
Do I Lack Luster : really?
nOt a faeRy taLe : you are more honest with yourself and others
Do I Lack Luster : good
Do I Lack Luster : i like that
nOt a faeRy taLe : i don tknow, you dont really act like you have to impress anyone
Do I Lack Luster : hmmm
Do I Lack Luster : well i’m glad to hear that i’ve changed for the possitive
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