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Tuesday, January 18th, 2005
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5:40p - A much much too much
Damn, I think I've already used that subject title. Y'all know I never recycle. I'll go through the archives and check in a minute.
Ok, so I haven't updated in forever...and sooooo much has happened. Here goes...
First off, being part of America's impoverished population sucks nuts. I was born dirt fucking poor, I grew up moderately poor, but I thought I'd moved on up. Apparently the ghetto ain't through with me yet. First our electricity was cut off. I went and stayed at Joe's for a day, and then stayed at my Dad's. We got it on, but had very little time to celebrate because our water was cut off soon after. Grrrreat. Stayed the night at Dad's, and I'm back here now. Crazy times. Money don't grow on trees, but even if it did we'd probably wouldn't have any left to cut down.
Next up, I got a hampster. A Teddy Bear Hampster to be unnecessarily specific. The super-models of the hampster world, or so the cheesy pamphlet said. It was so cool. Me and Jon just decided one day to get ourselves a pet. It could have been a dog...but yeah. lol. So yeah, we went and got a hampster. She is so damn cute. We named her Piggy. But, I think she hates me. LIke, she's bitten me twice, and the second time she broke the skin and I was bleeding all crazy. lol. STUPID HAMPSTER! lol. Maybe she'll like me someday. If not, they only live 3-6 years. LMAO! JK.
Also, I was almost in a car accident. Me and Jon were getting back from PetCo...and I had to hurry and get Jerry before he left with Sarah or something. So I'm making all these stupid decisions, one of which included turning left onto Texan Trail from a residential street and the exact moment a truck was turning left from Texan Trail onto the residential street. I hit the brakes JUST in time. It was crazy. Like, I just sat there. I realized Jon was in the car and got even more scared. What if HE got hurt? I'd never forgive myself. I'd die if anything happened to him because of my stupid mistakes. AH. Yeah.
Today, shit is startin to boil between Jon and Ruben. This subject ain't exactly worth a lot of detail, so I'll keep it bare. Ruben just needs to back to fuck off. And I KNOW it sounds bad that I'm making him out to be the bad guy, because Jon is my man and I gotta take his side...but for real. Y'all don't know. He seriously needs to quit. He knows I have a boyfriend, but then again, that's what he's trying to change. He had a chance a looong time ago. The last thing I need is a hard time for HIS mistake. All I can do know is keep the peace. Lord knows I'm trying.
Crazy...I forgot to mention this. Steve TALKED to me. WTF! lol. It was crazy. I come home from Subway one night, and there is a car parked infront of my car. A car I don't know. And I stay in the driveway for a bit and stare, when all of a sudden the car starts, and drives real slow down the street. I freak out and run inside. The second I get inside the phone rings. I answer and hear the last person I expected to hear. Steve says he has to ask me sumthin, and he wants to do it in person, and blah blah. I tell him no. I call Jon and tell him, but he shows up at his house. It turns into all this drama about Monica lying to Jon (which is fucked up) and all this. Well, the next day I decide to talk to Steve to see what he wanted. I talk to him and he is acting sooo....nice. He seems like a completely different person. And to whole time I hear everybody's voices in my head saying that he's full of shit. We talk a bit about our lives lately and stupid chit chat like that. Finally I cut to business. To make a long story short, he realized he still loves me, and he wants to know if I feel the same. I said no. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT MARIE. It took me 3 1/2 years to say one word. I told him no. And it was sweet. And this whole speech he gave me about him changing and being a better person who will care for me and what not. No. It was weird, because I wanted so badly for it to be true. His whole "new leaf" persona. But it's not. Just another lie. Oh well.
Oh oh, quick story about Sarah. Me and her went to McDonald's one day...and there was this car infront of us that said "Boricua". We can't see it that well, and we try pronouncing it and stuff. Finally we realize it's Boricua. And I'm like..."yyyyeah, like the song" and she goes "I always thought it was Monicua" and I say "I always thought it was Poricua...you know...like spanish for Puerto Rico". We had a GOOD laugh about that. Sofa laughed cuz apparently Boricua has nothing to do with Puerto Rico. Well GUEEEES what? I did my research. Boricua IS Spanish for Puerto Rico. Not really Spanish, but some language. You don't believe me? Go to www.elboricua.com BITCHES.
Last thing, I'm getting on birth control soon. Crazy, I know. Don't worry though... I talked to Sarah and Sof about it, and explained to them I was ready and all this. It's funny cuz I'm actually really excited about it. It like, this is the NEXT level. LMAO. Ahhhhh...good times.
DAMN, my life is one big noodle salad. Good times...noodle salad. (Choir peeps know)
~Chris~
current mood:  crazy
current music: Tom Jones - It's not unusual (comment on this)
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