I Hate This...

I hate it when he doesn't call. It hurts.
One simple phone call can completly make my night...
When he doesn't make one simple phone call... It ruins my night...

I hate it when he doesn't call... Especially when I hardly talk to him at all that day...

One Rule of Life...

When there's something you really want, fight for it. Don't give up - no matter how hopeless it seems, and when you've lost all hope, ask yourself if you're going to wish you gave it just one more shot. The best things in life don't come free. When it's real love, it's not perfect.

Nose Piercing

I finally got my nose pierced. I didn't hurt... hardly at all. It pinched a little, but that's it. And, I LOVE it!

It's a cute little pink diamond, and I couldn't be more happy with it. I can't wait until it's healed all nice and pretty. I'm also excited about the pen finally washing off. It looks horrible, with the stud, and the blue/purple pen underneath... Oh well, that will be washed off soon!

Is there a hole big enough for me?

I think it's time for me to crawl into a hole and never come out.
I have been tripping out on everyone lately, if they deserved it or not. The only 2 people I've been able to keep my cool with has been Wyatt and Aaron. Actually, I even yelled at Aaron a little bit because he text this one girl that he "still likes her"... but I decided to yell before I read the other part of the message that said "I do still remember you too, and yes, I do still like you as a friend"... OOPS! I tripped out on Jeremy because he asked me to tell Aaron something... I remember using a lot of swear words and "do I look like a mail lady who delivers messages?!" Then, I called him an ass, and *jeeze*... He used to be like my little brother =(
So, now... I'm trying to figure out if I've had it with those people... or if I've just had it in general. Between hardly ever seeing my boyfriend, school starting soon, TTC, trying to move, another fucking court date with Lloyd, going behind my mom's back to get piercings and tattoos.... I'm thinking I've just had it in general... but who knows.
I totally have this new love of hiding out in my basement. I know on Wednesday I'm going out with Jenn to the bank, and to WalMart, and to Hybrids. If Jenn doesn't end up coming, I won't end up going to Hybrids... I'll hit that up on Saturday - after tattoo, before grocery shopping.
The Olympics are... meh. The gymnastics were kind of a let down. The swimming I'm really only watching for Michael Phelps. And diving... I'm currently waiting for... MY GOD IT'S SUCH A LONG WAIT!!! I wanna see my Alex =( Alexandre Despatie and his partner... whoever he is (LOL) better get a medal... gold perferable... but they better atleast medal!!
Ugg... I need to figure out what's wrong with me... Or, I need to get out and clear my head. I want to get out soooooo badly... soooooooooooooooooooooooooo badly! I can not live here anymore. It is so hard to raise my son in a house that *I'm* still getting raised in... *sigh*

Ink!

So, it's true. It's one thing I thought wasn't actually true, and people just wanted to seem all big and bad. But, tattoos are fun to get. And addictive. I only have my first one, and already have my appoitment set up to get my foot piece started. Aaron and I went and got tattoos on the 2nd. We both got "Wyatt" on our inner left wrist.
Mine is the top one, and Aaron's is the bottom one. I love them. I have the "mommy" font and he has the "daddy" font. I still can't believe I got a freaking tattoo. My foot piece is being started on August 23rd. I'm super nervous, it's gunna freaking hurt. The guy said he was proud of me though. I got my verrrrry first tattoo on the inner wrist, which is pretty "ballsie" he said, lmao!