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[18 Apr 2004|04:55pm] |
I'm going to recap on this weekend for no reason.
Friday night was a loser-ish night for me. I went out to dinner with my family (oh yeah, I am so hardcore) and then I came home and went online. Ahahaha. John called me at like 11 and we stayed on the phone for an hour, and we talked about really personal things. I don't know where that conversation came from but it was probably one of the most introspective conversations I've ever had with anyone.
I've noticed a change in him since that aim conversation we had a few weeks ago. He's been a lot more caring and trustworthy. We even talked about that. I told him about how when we first started to become friends I trusted him a lot, but I lost a lot of respect for him when he repeated things that I told him to other people. But for some reason I feel like the person I am seeing now is who he really is.
So yesterday I went over to his house and we had a really good time. We get along so ridiculously well. We watched Don't Be A Menace In South Central While Drinking Your Juice In The Hood which I really liked. It made fun of like everything... my kind of movie. Then he decided he wanted to watch The Texas Chainsaw Massacre so we went to Blockbuster to pick it up and stopped at Starbucks because Starbucks is the coolest. I liked the movie... it was scary because it was based on a true story. Because I am a big fucking loser I went online this morning to see how much of the movie is real and I was disappointed (I guess?) to see that very little of it was. Meh.
After that we went to Publix to buy dinner and break-and-bake cookie dough. When we got back to his house we baked the cookies... we took like, 5 and made them into one enormous cookie and because we are retarded, we didn't leave enough space around the big one, so it ended up melting into one of the normal sized cookies, so it became The Cancerous Cookie With An Attached Fetus Cookie.
Then we had to go and pick up this eight year old kid that John's sister had to babysit and the kid was hilarious. The five of us (John, his sister, his sister's friend, the 8 year old, and myself) were driving back to John's house and the kid talked and talked and talked... he taught us about S-E-X which is apparently the same thing as when people M-A-K OUT. He also taught us about drugs, which are substances that "people take three times a day and then they die."
So yeah. We had fun. I am going to take a few seconds to discuss my attraction to John so if you would like to not be nauseated, feel free to skip this part.
1. His body is SO FUCKING RIDICULOUSLY PERFECT AND NICE OH MY GOODNESS. se5s7,dir6g78ygncfhcfghfghjfcyu
2. He was so cute with the little kid... he was like picking him up and throwing him and stuff. They became best friends. Ahaha.
3. He gives good massages.
4. His body is flawless. (Just in case I've never mentioned that one.)
Jesus did I seriously write all of that about John? Whoa...
I could never hook up with him.
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