Hey! Leaving for Florida tomorrow, very excited apart from one small thing... Pete came down to walk me home from work when this girl, Crystal who works with me, says, " Is that your boyfriend?" i was like uh, huh and she proceeded to tell me how she was amigas with his ex-girlfriend and that she had been asking about me. Crystal said that she's been tr
I'm very very confused right now and I have no idea why. I think perhaps this thing with my mother threw me right off track or something but that obviously isn't the sole reason I feel so down right now. It's really late at night or early in the morning right now, I can't even focus on the clock to tell you which. I couldn't sleep after my new work so decided just to
Ok, i just heard something really strange and I don't know exactly how I feel about it at this moment. I haven't yet mentioned anything to Ryan, I don't know what to say. My friend Steve called in at my work today and told me that his friend's sister or something had moved into my mother's old house. Confused because my mother's old house was in a completely different
So I went to new work last night and guess what? Of all the coinkydinks in the world, this could only happen to me. That woman who stopped our fun in the park was a guest at the posh party and gave me funny looks the whole night. I thought she was gonna complain to my boss about me it was that bad. I could feel her eyes on me the entire time. It was horrible, not a ni
Cool article. I never really thought of reading in that way, you know, reading simply to be cool or whatever. I like what I like but how do I find out what I like in the first place? Well I guess you look to the people you admire and read what they read, I know I've done that before but I can't pretend i've always enjoyed what I've read but it's all been an experience and helped me to find what I like now so that's great. I love to read and yup, I sti
Went to the park near our dinky apartment today with Frank, Ry and Pete for a lovely picnic, except I guess you couldn't really call it a picnic as all we had were a bunch of Reece's pieces, some jack n' coke and some various candy bars but we meant it to be all sweet and kiddy like anyway, that's what picnics are. Ryan brought the guitar, just be
You make perfect sense. It can't be sanitary. -Scarlett
I feel so bubbly and tingly, like a bathful of disolving painkillers or something. Ah, love.... Ryan's fine. Picked him up from hospital with his friend Pete (the guy I love..tell you in a min). The doctors say everything's cool just that he has to rest and stay away from rhubarb! Anyways, we decided to just sit around the apartment, nice quiet night in, the three of
Seems like somebody really doesn't want me to publish this blog. Twice I've tried to write it and half way through my computer had crashed sweeping it all away. Am I cursed? Does somebody really want my day to suck more than it already has? No, I won't let myself get mad. I'm zen, the zen master, if you will. Completely centered... So my sucky d
I sat around today and watched the movie " The Virgin Suicides", because I'm going to my new work later. I love that movie, I love how it was filmed, like the colours, the sun glare. Reminds me for some reason of this holiday me and Ry took to Florida on a crazy whim. It was so sunny and despite the two of us being young and independant and alone, I felt like such a l
No I got the ticket, like everywhere, but Frank's upset that it was in his car so now whenever he sees a cop when he drives around he worries that they're thinking, yeah I busted that car for speeding before. He's silly.
Whoops. I borrowed Frank's car and got a speeding ticket. So typical of me. He's mad. Don't know why because it's not like he's gonna pay the fine, it's me who has to do it but he says it tarnishes his reputation. Whatever. I apologised, in fact i feel really bad about it. I hate Frank being mad at me hence I baked him a huge cake to say sorry. Frank loves my cake. Sa
Hi, I'm in good spirits today, perhaps that JD and coke or the ones following the first make me feel like this. I don't know. Perhaps I am just secretly a happy person who has burst out today, mmm...makes you think. Ryan's gig was so good the other day. A major brawl broke out right in the middle of his set and he stopped playing, seriously
I swear I published this article, oh well, I'll do it again. Damned computers and my lack of knowledge of them. Anyway, you'll never guess what happened that night when I went out with Michael. You remember Michael? Little cutesy, shy, bumbly sweet guy who I met at work? We went out for Thai food and he tells me that his line of work is in takin
Going out with Michael tonight. He didn't really tell me much about himself but I'm not too fussed if we don't get along, I think we've got some sort of electricity anyway. Some sort of fiery passion, ahem, yes that sounds weird but I can't think of any other way to put it. It'll be weird, I haven't been on an actual date, like to dinner and stuff for a long time. It'
I went to a yoga class today and was told that I am naturally flexible. Big ol' rubber band me. Lovely. Just because I can put my legs around my head they treated me like a goddess. Group adoration works wonders on the unloved, confuzzled soul. Ahh. They asked me to attend their advanced class-hell I'd only just gone to beginners on a whim. I was bored and needed to b
Today I am annoyed and very irritable. I have the very strong desire to screw my brother's best friend but it doesn't seem right. He's my bro's best buddy, outside of Frank, and in that weird messed up, we're all connected way, I'm his best friend. Make sense? Not to me either. He's just so unbelieveably hot and everything I like in a guy. Perfect for me. absolutely p
Yeah, we should start up a fight club, itd be genius. I don't spit in food or do other nasty things to it though. I'm not that mean. I just want to make them think that I might. -Scarlett
I am a waitress and you know what the best thing you can do as a waitress is when somebody is being a smartass to you? After handing them their food, wipe your nose on your arm, then walk away, a bandy legged walk as you pull your panties out of your ass crack. Shocks people everytime. And they don't complain because I've been nothing but polite to them whilst serving
Frank has broken his arm. And he blames me. And i would feel guilty but I didn't do anything. Honest. I might have put his big heavy encyclopedic like books on god knows what on a very high shelf causing him to stretch up to get them and in some freak accident like way, cause the breakage(that isn't a word is it?) of his arm. Now he says I have to be his slave. It's
I would change my title only I don't know how. My computing skills are awful. Anyway thanks for reading it despite my bad engerlish. -Scarlett
Got the weirdest crank call ever last night. Normally when people crank call you they either, stay silent, scream or say something illegible(actually that isn't the right word, you have unreadable, but is unhearable a word? Let me know if you know the word, I'm not an english genius.) but this one was just strange. It was a ticking, a clock sound. I could hear it go
Older men are nice,treat you with respect but they aren't really better lovers. The affair is fun though. Had one when I was younger, should be ashamed but it's just part of my background isn't it. Problem is if they aren't married(or sometimes if they are) a lot of them try to make you settle down. -Scarlett
Finally found a cemetary that'll take my mother's ferret and now she won't even speak to me. I've been calling her, I've been to her house, everything. She's off the rails. I went to her friends house (which smells disgusting, like eggs) and she told me that my mother doesn't want to speak to me anymore, I didn't love her ferret anyway and what's the use in me pretend
Spent all weekend phoning up pet cemetary's due to the fact that one of my mothers ferrets died. Why did she have to call me for help? We hardly ever talk then one of the damned things kicks the bucket and I have to deal with it. As usual, Ryan won't help me out. He's cut our mother out of his life completely, won't even say her name at times, just calls her it, her,
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