xgorejess

 so much has happened this month.
i'm sure anyone reading this knows what.
and if you don't here's the down low.

went to florida for four of the eight days i was supposed to go, got dumped.
ignored, lied to. same thing.
i didn't get tan at all.
my mom went nuts and decided to tell everyone she was going to die. but she's not, obviously.
sheriene killed herself. it was a huge shock and still no one knows why.
i met someone amazing.
mixxed signals to the extreme.
i hang out with him way too much, and it just dosn't make sense.
now i'm finally becoming happy, i have to leave this new boy for nyc.
good thing i love my city, otherwise i'd be real upset about that fact.
then i get a call last night from johnny. and i think the part where i'm supposed to forgive him and get everything back in order between us. but it's not gonna happen this time, because i never want to feel the way he made me feel this month ever again. and by avoiding the whole forgive and forget portion of our relationship, i have to leave it at a friendship.
don't come crying to me anymore.

 

 

school starts today. i'm moving back with the awful roomate and i guarantee that i will flip out on her by the end of the week.

i'm also coming out with a swimwear line. seriously.

expect it all to work out by summer.

i need money!

i'm going to florida for a week on $59.

i have so many things i need to buy including shoes, clothes, art supplies, and tattoos. i am too lazy to ever get up for work, and it's pretty much because i never get paid so it dosn't pay off.

i was going to lease a new car, but with this upcoming semester's schedule i'll only be able to work 12 hours a week. so i can't afford anything. art school pshaoooooo.

i'm dreadng moving back into the dorms and dealing with alexa the anorexic abercrombie chlamydia infested skank. she's the worst person ever .... zero personality and zero sense of style yet someone has the highest opinion of herself and highest confidence. i am not looking foward to her loud phonecalls to her classy mother and half retarded boyfriend. or the fitty cent blasting, and history of polka dot studying. worst person ever.

johnny, get your place soon so i can get out of there!

and that voice! when someone southern taks to her she gets a southern accent - YOU'RE FROM PENNSYLVANIA! But when someone northern talks to her she gets this attitude in her voice, i can't even explain. so gonna stern it.

we live in the city, yet she still gets thrills of visiting times square and going to the m&m store, bragging about her mexican crazy nights out with margaritas and tequila shots! the girl has never set foot in st. marks or soho. yet she walks down 5th avenue, can't afford to buy anything but thinks she knows about fashion since she does so. the most expensive thing she owns is a pair of abercrombie jeans and the worlds smallest coach bag. i don't think she owns any real jewelry, either. yet she's real classy. FMM majors :)

today went so well.

i woke up late to our cleaning lady rocking my house surround sound. it was entirely annoying but i had to get out of bed. and i guess i woke up and decided that i didn't want to have long hair anymore. or hair at all? so i called my salon, and made an appt for today. i took a bath, threw on some clothes and drive a total of 5 minnutes to the salon. needless to say, i cut off 12 inches of my hair and am now a blondie. the back of it is shorter than my boyfriends, and i love it.


i was supposed to go to long island with my best friend who is absent from life. that never happened but i'm not surprised.

i went to johnny's -his mom cooked dinner and it was amazing as usual. he bored me for a good 45 min with video games, and then we went out to get art supplies. but we never got art supplies. we ended up at the crumm's where swallow the ocean was setting up, johnny was out of the loop because he wasn't paying attention to anything, and then br, john and i went to sonoma's where we met up with cait and just talked until it closed up.

johnny is a bum but he never fails to hold my hand in the car, ever. and i appreciate it so much. he has a surprise day for me tomorrow, which i hope involves a trip to MoMa or to see Bansky. he's more of a best friend rather than a boyfriend, and i think that's why we stick together.

for christmas he's taking me to florida jan. 8 for a week.

now that i think about it, today wasn't anything special at all, i was just really happy with where i am and who i'm with.





OH and my cleaning lady put my $500 bag on top of my final painting for school, which was wet. so now my bag now has a nice coat of cobalt blue, which i hope will come out of leather. nice one.