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::smiles as he glances at his tv, noticing that Boy Meets World is playing:: Love that show..
Ya know. Today was my first time being off at his time of night. I've been calling Charity all night, shes not answering her phone. IT's okay tho, i still love her. I'm just calling to say hello.
Anyways, I've been getting alot of hours at the coffee shop. Barely anytime to sleep in between shifts. I've got alooooooot of cash sitting in my piggy bank right now. Not complaining. Saving up to by a new car...or maybe a nice apartment for when i graduate from Dover.
I'm having "problems" with the admissions office. My dates are mixed up with theirs. It's not a big deal, atleast i dont think. I've never caused any problems in this place, so i'm hoping everything will get straightened out and i'll be let back in.
I've met some new people lately. I met Zoey and her sister Taylor. Both are sweet sweet girls. Ones alittle wilder then the other but it's all good right.
Oh, and another thing. I've been having trouble opening this friggin site. I hope it works out well soon.
::he yawns loudly and rubs his head quickly. His eyes dart down and settle into a quick fix of black before he snaps out and decides to end this update:: I'm tired, i need sleep. Long shift tomorrow. ::he smiles and looks to his clock:: horrible shift.
But, like i said, i hope Dover takes me back. I'd be leaving to much behind.
.Devon.
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| whoooa..yeah :-D |
[17 Jun 2003|11:33am] |
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I've been so stressed out lately. I got myself a job down at the coffee shop on the corner of main and 3rd.
::he runs his hands thru his hair to brush it out of his eyes. Sighing loudly he reachs for he bottle of poland springs and drinks it slowly. Placing it back down he clears his throat loudly before beginning to type again::
I'm thinking of getting an apartment off campus. I'll talk to someone and see if they'll let me and Charity move off. I think it'll be good for the both of us. I barely get to see her anymore. I'm always so busy working. It's okay because I still love her.
Anyways, I want to find out who this mr. stanton guy thinks he is. I think he's got a lot of nerve, talk about a bad seed. and you're right..charity is beautiful. bastard.
.Devon.
EDIT:: happy birthday liyah. love them bagels!
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[10 Jun 2003|11:13pm] |
::groans low in his throat and takes a fist to his bedroom wall. He laughs at the mere point of pain::
Fuck it. Fuck him. I hope he doesnt think he can just pull her away from me. I love her. That's my beautiful girl. I'll die is she leaves me...my whole life would be over. done, finished..
::he sighs and looks at his hand, punishing it into the wall again before sitting back down on his bed, his hands between his hands:: i love you charity.
.devon.
PS- happy belated birthday gina. Sorry i wasnt around.
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[03 Jun 2003|03:22pm] |
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Anybody feelin' freaky?
::laughs and shakes his head before reaching down to grab his Corona. He smiles as he brings it to his lips, sipping at it slowly. Placing it back down he smiles as he feels the liquid warm his body::
It's pretty pathetic that it's 3:23 in the afternoon and i'm sitting here, listening to B2K & Nick Cannon and drinking alcohol. I'm a loser. But atleast i'm a sexy uber loser. ::smirks at his attempt to have an ego as he looks over to his telephone. He gets up and dials Gina's number. As she picks up, he sighs and sits back down, now balancing updating and talking::
Anyways, I talked to Charity this morning. It was great to hear her first thing in the morning. We made plans to go out. I was gonna take her to the beach, but seeing as how the weather turned for the worst, I guess i wont. I'm sure i'll think of something sweet before i see her again. She wants me to spend the night at her house. I'm alittled worried that i just might not be able to control myself and i'll end up taking her. ::smirks and decides to take another drink. This time its a long, heavy swig. He groans as it burns going down. He begins to type again but stops as a comment Gina said turned him off to what he was going to say::
Gina's mad at me. I know she is. She even says she is. But i asked her before i left it was alright. She told me she understood b/c Charity's been a good friend to me for many years. I feel bad leaving gina up in new york. but we werent doing anything important. ::he scoffs to himself then decides it's a bad idea to stay on that subject:: Charity thinks Gina hates her. I don't like them hating each-other because of me. It's not a turn on. I'm sure once they get to know eachother. They'll get along fine. Besides i wouldnt like them if they werent cool people.
Charity's been sad. I dont want her sad, but i know why she is. She misses Max, her family and her daughter. I know it was a lot for her to leave behind. But maybe it's better for her to live a alittle. She's young, she needs to have a good time. She's so young to be so serious. I'm gonna show her a good time.
.deVon.
::Biting on his lower lip he presses the "update journal" button and closes out of the website. He feels a sharp pain in his stomach and he grabs at it thinking it'll go away. To his surprise it did. He reaches over to his radio and turns it up. Letting it blur his thoughts as he grabs his Corona and walks away from his computer; leaving it connected::
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| I'll wish my bloody hands |
[02 Jun 2003|04:31pm] |
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::Smirks to himself as he sits down on his bed, typing away at his lap top. He sits indian style and plays with the siera mist bottle sitting between his legs. His fingers glad over the keyboard before he begins to type::
I just got home. Well, not just..I've been here for a little while. I was in New York with Gina. But i got a phone call from my mother, telling me that my bestfriend Charity is back at Dover. ::smiles to him and shakes his head in disbelief:: I know it was wrong of me to leave Gina up there, but Charity and i have history together. So I decided to catch a flight back here. I Couldnt wait to see her, so i ran over to where she's staying to see her. I really hope she gets excepted into Dover. THat'll be the best. I just wish she brought my neice with her. Well-- Her daughter. She's not my niece but she shoulde be. I've always told charity she shouldnt be having anyones baby but mine. ::smirks, knowing he'll be beat up for that comment later:: Anyways, i'll get off that subject, it's a touchy one.
::He clears his throat, and pauses from typing to twist the cap of his soda open. He brings the bottle to his lips and tilts it slowly, letting the cold liquid sneak thru his dry lips::
Yeah. I'm gonna go. I feel like talking to Charity. I just need to find her.
.deVon.
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[27 May 2003|07:45pm] |
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-smiles and runs a hand thru his hair slowly before beginning to speak softly-
I'm from New Jersey; Trenton to be exact. I love it there but I think it's time I change the way my life is going. Back in NJ, I guess you could say i hung out with the "in" crowd, which got me into a lot of trouble. I just need to get away. My mom and step dad decided it was best that i come here and look at dover academy and see if i like it. I just think I can find a new way of life out here. Atleast i hope so. When my dad left, and my step dad came into the picture. I decided life wasnt worth living, but then i met this girl, who is/was my bestfriend. Anyways, I think i'm gonna get going.
i'm getting a tour of the dorms from a beautiful girl; GINA. -smirks- I just want to enjoy my visit. Maybe if i'm lucky enough, they will except me.
.deVon.
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