Spring break = AMAZING. Important events: - Got a tan. - Saw Chris Angel - Won a big Chuckie doll [the one from Rugrats] - Went to Hoover Dam
Anywhoo, sorry I haven't been on lately, I have been lazy. Butttt today I went to Napa and I went wine tasting with my dad and his girlfriend. It was super fun and REALLY pretty! To get up to the wine tasting and everything, we had to take an AIR TRAM! It as wicked! And then during the little self tour thing, My dads girlfriend let me take some sips of her wine. But it taste like ass. Its grossss. But yes, I took pictures. Some should be up later. Well, I'm lazy so yes.
I finally got a hold of him. He doesn't seem alright, even though he says he is. I really doubt it. I can tell he is depressed. Because I am too. I just wish it was Sunday already. On Sunday, I get to see him for like a couple minuets, just so I can drop off his present. But, it's what I need. It will be enough until the next time I see him. I will just have to deal. Early Monday morning I'm leaving for Las Vegas. I might not be able to see him all break. Which sucks. And really makes me sad. Well, I am gong to try and get a hold of him.
I knew it. I knew it. I knew it. I knew he was going to be upset and complain about me talking to Dexxter. I knew it. What I didn't know is that he would not answer my call and then not call me back. Boo. What a jerk move. But then again, I have had my fair share of jerk moves. And I made one in the early morning. God! Why am I such an idiot? I tried apologizing to him and told him I missed him and everything, but he just came down on me. He told me he missed me too but with pity. And he said it as if I told him some kind of bullshit. Grrrr. But he does have a reason. I was a jerk, I barely talked to him, basically I kind of didn't talk to him all. I basically haven't talked to him in about 2 days. I tried calling him, but he never called me back. When I talked to him before I left, he said that he was going home. Then about a couple hours after that, he still wasnt home. I wonder where he is. I tried calling him again. No answer. I think he doesn't want to talk to me. I can understand that but if he gets so mad when I don't talk to him, I would think that he would be happy when I can|do talk to him. I know it is Spring Break and all, and I should have all this free time to talk to him, but I don't. It's break, and I have people to spend time with, that I usually don't get to because school gets in the way. And, I spend time with him, and talk on the phone with him all day everyday. Or at least as much as I can. I have homework and projects, and papers to do! I think they are more important to my future. Sorry to him, but if I am going to have a future period, my school work comes first. Well it's break, and I am at my dad's house, and I got my phone taken away today. So, I have no phone to talk on. So I have no time and no phone to speak to him. |: How unfortunate. What a way to start my Spring Break. Woot. Great great. Omg, its 2:44 and I still haven't gotten a call back from him. Great. What the hell. I guess I deserve it. I did call him yesterday either. Wow pay back, real mature. But I wasn't being real mature either. I tried to be, but it always never works.
I wish I could. I really wish I could have it back, Or even have any of it at all.
It's 3:15 am. I can't sleep. i want to but, I can't. I suppose it's alright, i can sleep during liturgy tomorrow; err today. Ehh, I'm not a really religious person. Some can hate, but whatever. So, its 3:15 in the morning, and I have 2 tests today and a lab due. I studied, some what. I should get rest, so I can focus on my tests. I know I should, but see that isn't the fact. I can't. Poop. This stinks. But, in turn, I do get to write my first blog. Super! Brianna's room smells heavenly. I lit a Yankee Candle, and I think it was the cupcake one, and it smells wonderful. Yum. Grr; this makes me hungry. I want a cupcake. Mmm, yummy yummy yummy. Uh oh's go out to later today because, one, my boyfriend is going to be upset that I didn't call him and two, my parental units are pissed at me. First reason; the phone bill was $500 again. Second reason; this was my second warning. Poop. When I get home my dad is going to scream and yell and do his usual 'Your not responsible' speech. But little does he know, I will be ready. Woooot. How am I ready? I have no clue. But I have all this time to think about it. Yay! Oy, and going back to my boyfriend, he will be very upset that I didn't call him at least once to say anything or even care to take the time to call period. Oh boo hoo. I didn't call for one night. He also has to remember, uh helllooo, my bill $500 dollars. That is a lot of money. And mostly because of him, well us. We talk all the time. And the occasional falling asleep on the phone. Whoops. |: My mother put it out there straight that I use all of the minuets of our plan. There are three of us, and we have to share between 1400. I mean come on, a teenager these days living off of a mere what four hundred minuets. Gosh. Oh my god. I sound like a brat. Geez, that means I need sleep.
