Thursday, December 23, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Unattainable Dream Boat
*UPDATE*
the unattainable dream boat is now blonde girl's BF
lets all proceed to feel jealous...lol.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Close to stalker
I'm here in San Antonio, waiting on christys call she said we should meet up but she doesn't answer her phone and I've driven nowhere for a whole hour except that I went there again. I can't believe I did that again and I really shouldn't make a habit out of it cause I'm not creeper but it sure doesnt seem like I am. I started thinking that they have cameras on the entrances so they probably have my plate numbers. Oh great! So when he files for a restraining order they already have proof that I'm completely insane.
Parents truck was out there and so were 3 other cars that I have no idea who they belong to. Not the infinity, and I surely do not see him driving a crv or rav4 whatever that was. Or that station wagon looking VW. I just end up upsetting myself and wondering where the fuck he is if he's not in Texas. Though a lot could happen in 2 years. He could have moved away. He could have moved out. He could have shacked up with somebody.
The possibilities are endless. And I will forever be obsessive
Parents truck was out there and so were 3 other cars that I have no idea who they belong to. Not the infinity, and I surely do not see him driving a crv or rav4 whatever that was. Or that station wagon looking VW. I just end up upsetting myself and wondering where the fuck he is if he's not in Texas. Though a lot could happen in 2 years. He could have moved away. He could have moved out. He could have shacked up with somebody.
The possibilities are endless. And I will forever be obsessive
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Dash to the Toilet
My alarm went off at 7:30 in the morning. I woke up and realized that I woke up in the middle of a dream with Juan. Instantly I was sad. Its one of those dreams that you dont want interrupted. I pressed snooze on the alarm and kept on thinking about it.
In the dream Juan was hanging out with people in my family, but hadn't ever seen me (even though he was in a relationship with him). He was hanging out with my dad in particular and my dad loved him. Time passes in my dream I guess. And we were SOOO in love apparently.
Then my mom says to me, "Why don't we ever see you guys together? He's with your dad now. Maybe he'll come over" I'm washing dishes, why am I washing dishes? I don't really know. lol. I hear the door open (my front door makes a distinctive noise when it opens). Dad comes in with a cooler. At this point, I feel like I'm about to pass out. I guess I was ashamed of my appearance, and what he would think of me. I get this anxiety - the type I get during rush hour traffic or during black friday x1000. Peter walks in, and I hear Juan's voice. He walks in and shows me this big fish still on a hook. He has the hugest smile.
That was when I woke up.
I thought about this dream a good 2 minutes, and I smell the brisket that had been cooking the whole night. I try to ignore the pain in my stomach, and the need to throw up. However, I was not successful. So, I dashed into the bathroom and threw up violently. So violently that I nearly start crying. I call my mom, and tell her to call KJ (one of my bosses) to tell her I won't be coming in. It was bad. I don't even know what would cause me to throw up like that, and in the morning???
In the dream Juan was hanging out with people in my family, but hadn't ever seen me (even though he was in a relationship with him). He was hanging out with my dad in particular and my dad loved him. Time passes in my dream I guess. And we were SOOO in love apparently.
Then my mom says to me, "Why don't we ever see you guys together? He's with your dad now. Maybe he'll come over" I'm washing dishes, why am I washing dishes? I don't really know. lol. I hear the door open (my front door makes a distinctive noise when it opens). Dad comes in with a cooler. At this point, I feel like I'm about to pass out. I guess I was ashamed of my appearance, and what he would think of me. I get this anxiety - the type I get during rush hour traffic or during black friday x1000. Peter walks in, and I hear Juan's voice. He walks in and shows me this big fish still on a hook. He has the hugest smile.
That was when I woke up.
I thought about this dream a good 2 minutes, and I smell the brisket that had been cooking the whole night. I try to ignore the pain in my stomach, and the need to throw up. However, I was not successful. So, I dashed into the bathroom and threw up violently. So violently that I nearly start crying. I call my mom, and tell her to call KJ (one of my bosses) to tell her I won't be coming in. It was bad. I don't even know what would cause me to throw up like that, and in the morning???
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)