| | Shit: I just hit 6,000 on my site meter. Thanks to everyone for reading my journal a lot (probably more than it should be).
"In the rain, I see your makeup. Slowly dissolving on your cheek. In a way, you are like a circle, constant and closed off from me."
Party tonight at Taylor's. Hott stuff. Pace with the school girl outfit. Ms. Mac trying desperately to light the bonfire. Taylor over doing it on the kerosene. Caleb playing classical music on the piano. And my new hott, grey, velvety blazer, straight out of the fucking 80's. The night was perfect. Minus the fact that I couldn't spend the night, due to the damn hospital tomorrow. I have to get up massively early and do lots of worthless shit there, so I couldn't crash there tonight. Alas. And I was a little worried tonight about Pace; she seemed like something was wrong, a little aloof or something. I couldn't put my finger on it, but something was amiss. I'll get to the bottom of it. Oh and Newsflash: she makes me so unimaginably happy. Yes, just, wow.
SAT's today went well. They were fairly easy, just incredibly worthless and pointless. Got out, came home, went to sleep. Called Pace and ended up at Taylor's place a little bit later. And now I am just realizing that I just did that sequence of time backwards (talking about taylors, then the SAT's, and then Pace). Silly me. Holy shit, I smell like smoke. Everyone was smoking tonight, minus me. I haven't smoked in almost a year and now damn it, all I want to do right now is go out and find some clove cigarettes (probably at Isaac's or Will's house). The smell...such a nasty habit though. Ugh, so much for "resisting" smoking. Maybe I won't pick that habit back up.
I just came into a lot of money and now all I want to do is spend it. So, Tuesday, I want to go to Carytown or something with Pace, have fun, do something. Hottness. Well, I'm going to jet now. I didn't have too much to eat at the party, so now I am kind of hungry. Plus, I might call Pace on her cell, see what's up, how the rest of the party is going. ::love:: More Later, Much Love, "Take That Big Step"... |
