I want to go somewhere that isn’t Eastridge. Other malls besides that are okay. But I want to go somewhere different. Heck, we could go to Lion Plaza or something. Just as long as it’s fun.
Let’s go to Great Mall. We could catch a movie and then walk around afterwards. Go to Bounce O Rama and just shop around. Watch you get annoyed and bored because I take forever to shop. Go eat at the food court or Olive Garden. Play hide and seek in a huge store.
Yup, I’m pretty sure I changed. People change all the time.
How so did I change?
Yessireebob :D
The push up test for P.E. is tomorrow.
I’m going to fail terribly. I can do pushups, just not with the cadence. It’s too slow. With the cadence, I can just do one. O_O
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I have no idea who I would want to take with me. I want a smart person though and a guy. OH I KNOW A SAILOR. OR A PILOT.
I would want a boat or plane, lots of fuel for the boat or plane, lots of food, GPS, clothes (I don’t want to be wearing any coconuts and leaves), more food, lots of fresh clean water, more fuel, more food.
I’ve realized that I tell you a lot of things whenever you ask for it, but you never tell me anything. Whenever you notice I need to vent, you come to me and you want to know what’s going on. Naturally, most people are curious. I tell you because I trust you. I never get that in return. I just asked what happened and you say nothing when you tell all these other people. He can’t keep a secret but you tell him anyway. It makes me feel bad as in like what did I do. Maybe it’s the fact that you thought I told her when I never did.
Thanks a lot. You don’t know how that makes me feel.
Don’t you wish you can just start all over when it comes to that someone? I do. I always have those times where I wish things can be the same as they were when we first met. Those times where I want to start all over and go back to that introduction stage. Getting to know each other. Exchanging phone numbers. Hanging out for the first time. Just starting all over. It’s nice to have a new start.
To find out that you still don’t like me is not that big of a surprise. I can tolerate you but it’s just sometimes, you’re downright annoying. I am able to carry a conversation with you and I actually don’t hold a dislike for you. It’s just to find out that you still talk shit about me behind my back. For instance, she mentions my name. You can on to say UGHH. Really now? Grow up and just shut up. No one cares for your opinion on me. At least you can act like you actually like me. That way I can actually put up an effort to try to be nice to you.
Please explain to me why the hell on your Tumblr would you write the date of your relationship and the end of it. You are not advertising someone’s death. That’s so creepy.
