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[13 Jan 2004|02:16am] |
For the first time in a long time, I feel like writing an entry. So here it goes, my day in the this world.
It for sure had a bad start, I was so nice and cozy and warm in my bed that I slept in two hours, which meant I got to school late, and couldn't hand and assignment in on time. It won't kill me but if I keep screwing up the little things, It'll all add up.
Me an Travis stayed at school until about two and worked then we went on the subway after getting Kris. I met Kate at Bloor-Yonge. I was glad to see her again, it had only been a few days, but I really miss her when she's not around.
We went to Pizza Pizza to get a pizza for dinner and as we were waiting near the window, Megan walked by with some of her friends, so I knocked on the window, and waved hello, she had a very confused look on her face.
We got the pizza, walked home, cuddled up on the couch and lit candles, started the movie (American Beauty) and everything was perfect. I just can't get enough of the the time I get to spend with her.
The only downside was that she had a head ache that was bothering her varying degrees during the night.
We layed down for a nap for a while as well which was nice, really nice. I think I slept for about twenty minutes.
It was hard to leave her again tonight, but after taking her to Kennedy, I had too. Eventually I made it to Travis's.
Interesting occurences on the trip include, a passed out teenager throwing up on the train near kennedy and a guitar guy at Bloor-Yonge playing a Neil Young song.
Tomorrow is Risk with Kris and company. Then I'm going to Kate's spending the night and going to Yorkdale Sunday morning with her to see the antique show.
I need re-find my writing mojo, this diary isn't providing much entertainment value. No on wants to hear facts about your day, that want a story, something that can invoke emotions, thats what I want this diary to be, a story, that people care about, I don't know if I ever was entertaining, but I know I'm providing not to much of it now. I would like this diary to be more than a soapbox to tell everyone boring details about exactely where I went that day and how much I love Kate (which is a lot). I'm going to work on it.
Goodnight, my life is awesome.
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