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[03 Oct 2007|12:10am] |
Temptation comes to all of us. Whether or not we succumb, depends on our ability to recognize its disguise.
Sometimes it arrives in the form of an old flame, flickering back to life.
Or a new friend, who could end up being so much more.
Or possibly a stranger, who could awaken feelings we didn't know we had.
And so we give into temptation .... all the while, come morning .... we'll have to suffer the consequences.
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| Britttttttttt is 23 today ! |
[22 Sep 2007|06:58pm] |
So one of my best friends of all time just had her 23rd birthday. Brittttttttttany Gerard and I go back as far as you can even think. Who you may ask ?? Well right ..... but she is quite simply one of my closest friends. But celebration aside, it really got me thinking .... I, myself, will be 23 in 3.5 months.
And furthermore, shut the fuck up when I imply that I am getting old. I don't care if you're 30, 45, or 28 years old .... when I say "I am going to be 23, I am getting old" let me finish my damn thought. That whole initial reaction of the party you're explaining this thought process to, is becoming one of my biggest pet-peeves. When I am speaking and talking about getting older, that is not an opportunity for you to butt your thoughts in and compare our ages.
It's just strange to think about, you go from your teens to 20 years old, and to some that is a huge transition -> but really ???? What the hell is the difference. I guess to me, 20 was 1 year closer to the legal drinking age, and thus I was even more excited. Than 22, it didn't even phase me. But 23, I think 23 is when you're actually coming into your twenties .... or @ least more noticeably on paper. I think people think "by the age of 23" and than they fill in the blank with what they have planned for themself in the future. And honestly, by 23 ... and you're not @ that point, is it really the end of the world ?? And hey, by 23, if you've gotten your ass in some unpredictable legal problems -> really, it happens.
Who knows, as far as I am concerned, I am not thrilled about '23' but I am not dreading it. I think I've accomplished a lot for my age. Certainly far more people have accomplished many other things, but personally, I think I've done a good job of myself for being 22 ....... and this year has brought a lot of great opportunities and situations -> so who knows, we'll look back on this when I actually AM 23, and see how I feel then.
MOVING ALONG ....... Martha my fucking favorite person of all time will be coming back to Champaign soooooon, and I am getting more and more excited by the day.
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| Update |
[31 Jul 2007|05:59pm] |
I spent all day today just relaxing and thoroughly enjoying the time I had all alone. It's been since last Wednesday, in fact, that I've had the time to do just this ....... and I am fully taking advantage of it.
Now mind you, I am one of the most people oriented people that I know .... I love groups and company, but nevertheless, every two or so days, I definitely need like at least an hour to just be alone - walk, sit, whatever .... I just need that time to myself. Even if I am just facebooking for hours at a time, I love my space.
So with this time that I completely took advantage of, I did just that. I sat, face to screen, right in front of my computer ..... I feel though .... haha, more accomplished @ the moment then when I get off work or have cleaned my entire house. So I literally sat in front of the computer and sent e-mails to those closest and most influential to me @ this point in time in my life.
Clearly ..... as I sound incredibly deep right now ..... I was catching up on long time ..... first of all, I sent both my parents the usual up to date messages on how my weekend went, etc etc ..... I sent my sister a few messages while she was @ work, got a message off to my boyfriend, etc etc .... typical.
Next I sent some thank you messages to the hospitatity of this past weekend, which was a complete blast.
But I think it's with one of my first roommates getting married this weekend, that I am now striving more then ever, to keep in contact w/ everyone. Clearly I am a tish jealous that due to conflicts w/ work, I was not able to get this weekend off to attend the wedding, and all of my former roommates will be there (tear !!). So naturally, I just had to write everyone. All of my roommates got a message ........ lengthy and by all means -> with a touch of Ace Charm. None of us have lost contact by any means, in fact we converse among aim quite often - and I still consider those who I sent a letter to, my closest of close friends ......... but I am now going to do this regularly, I want to know what is up, what is happening, who is dating who, what's the scandal to difficult to handle - among those most important to me. I also wanted to send the reassurance in these notes, that even though we've moved, or graduated, or gotten new jobs ........ the door is always open for visits and dinners, etc etc.
I especially noted, in my message to Kristen that a reunion should be in store, or if she has a new apartment, I am totally wiling to take off work and come visit, which I am totally up for doing ! Yay !
So anyway, I just felt completely accomplished .......... we all have friends who come and go, for no reasons other then just being busy, moving, scheduling, etc etc ....... but we also all have friends who are meant to be those who you don't see for 7-8 months, and when you do it's like that time apart never happened.
Note to anyone .......... I love getting/sending letters in the mail, but with advanced technology, I have grown to love personal e-mails sent privately to me .......... so I think that it's all good and just as much time well spent.
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| How's this for dramatic .... |
[05 Jun 2007|04:03pm] |
S A lets talk, shall we ?? Do you even know what 'drama' is ? And if not, take a good, long hard look in the mirror and you will see it's written all over your face. But honestly now, I am going to retalliate to the remarks you have since made about myself as an individual, because I can .... I will .... and I am right.
So lets talk drama ..... lets talk about how I am .... how did you put it? Right ..... "All about drama, and completely not worth it anymore."
Lets start easy .... Two months ago you made a visit to my house and stayed with my sister and I for 2 nights, 3 days .... we had an awesome time, we drank, we caught up, all in all -> a really enjoyable time. Lets not forget you came one night to see Gibby, but he seemingly was too busy and blew you off until about 3 a.m. Saturday morning, to which he called and you ran to him like a spoiled puppy ..... but that part isn't necessary. Saturday, once you dropped me off at work, you then ran to Joe and had a nice little meal at the Olive Garden, to which, not even 15 minutes had you said your goodbyes, you came to my job to tell me all of the stuff Joe had to say about me. Pause .... it gets better.
Now, I don't know, I'm quite confused, I am not sure if my first instinct should've been .... "How great of a person are you, to which you just said your goodbyes to the love of your life and you're running here to tell me all he had to say ...." silly me, I should've thought twice about that one ..... but all in all, once I found out that you had just made all of the stuff up in your fucked up head .... my main instinct should've been "Why would one of my good friends do this to just see me squirm and hurt." Why? I'm not sure .... shame on me. But what did I do ?? Did I pull out the drama card once you denied any of this even happening ?? Nope. I simply asked for an apology. Dramatic ? I'd really like to think not, as I handled the situation with a lot of poise, a lot of character, and a damn well lot of forgiveness. And you did send a very sincere apology to which I gladly accepted and never once wanted to bring up the situation again. I didn't even mention how after you sent the apology, you continued to talk shit about me ..... not until now, that is. But no, I turned the other cheek and kept us going. Why? Well 3 1/2 years of friendship might do that.
Next .... lets talk about how you've had something to say about anyone and everyone I'm close to. And by close, I can think of something you've said about basically anyone on my top whatever via Myspace. Do I run off and tell these people what you say? Nope. I probably should have ..... but no. And why? I try to avoid drama, and doing so, would only cause it.
Next .... lets discuss how for the past year the only thing we've discussed in person, phone, aim ..... has been about how your lonely and how much you miss Joe and how you cannot get over it. Sure. I'm there, I'm down. I'm a damn good friend, and I won't even be modest there .... as a friend I will listen, comfort, give advice .... I pride myself on that, b/c I am ...... nowhere in the year and a half that all you did was talk about Joe and never once ask how I was doing ..... did I ever lose my cool. Still with me ??
Next .... why don't we get personal? I've heard you say things about me, I've heard from people .... I've heard. Did I ever throw that in your face ..... did I ever once even bring it up? No .... b/c I am so dramatic, that's right. And lets continue, yes ..... I've had my fair share of things to say about you. In fact, as of lately, you've been a favorite conversation topic for a couple of us ..... but in all honestly, and I will genuinely state this ..... I always end on, or bring up the fact "Scott really is a great guy, or Scott really has been a great friend" or something along those colorful lines. I always have.
Next .... lets discuss, and trust me, I have these conversations on file .... how the past 2 months you've also included in EVERY conversation we have on aim "I hate myself, I hate myself, I don't know what my problem is, I am going to change, I gossip way too much" .... and my personal favorite "Don't worry about me, I'll be out of your hair and anyone else's soon after I move" .... as if to say our friendship doesn't mean shit. But getting to the bottom of it all, when you say those things ..... are they necessarily dramatic or just asking for a damn pity party ?? I really can't tell.
So in closing ..... yes Scott, I may have made a few comments to your fuck buddy about your intentions. I may have said "You might want to be a little weary of him" .... I , as well, have those conversations on file, as I, also know, they cannot be altered with.
But do not come to me talking about how I am so dramatic and I cause so much shit to happen, especially after you completely take down and destroy a site I've been writing on for the past 3 1/2 months ..... especially after I've put my all as well as taken a lot of shit from you for the past 3 1/2 years .... and especially after everything as posted above.
Just don't. I will retalliate, because I can. And I am right. How's that for drama? So before you go issuing a statement or talking more shit about me ..... grow the fuck up.
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Unexpectedly it came to my alert that my very own site www.acesome.com had been deleted by the site owner. To me, I admit, I should never of become so involved with a user so very unstable.
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[04 Jun 2007|05:14pm] |
Take note ..... when one has to urinate. Dont. Espcially while in publice.
So Saturday night .... making a long and more entertaining story -> short ..... Jon and I were walking from his place to Brother's .... about halfway across the U of I quad .... my bladder got the best of me, and I needed to go. And how rude is it to see your best friends and not even be able to sit down and have a few drinks but instead to excuse yourself as soon as you make eye contact to use the restroom ???? Probably not that rude .... but hey, priorities.
Sooooooooo after having Jon scout out the scene and making sure all was clear ..... I went. And sure enough, about half a block away from Brother's, I am called upon by a campus officer. In close, the officer was QUITE a treat, sporting out jokes such as "couldn't you of waited .... oh I guess you did have a far walk" .... and "well at least you didn't urinate on a church" ..... he let me off without a ticket. Which would not of been fun.
Lesson learned .... ALWAYS hold, even in emergency.
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| Catching ya'll up on 54 and then some .... |
[17 May 2007|12:04pm] |
Alright I know this is alllllllllll late, etc etc .... but I have to write about Studio 54 and some of the following weekends. For starter ... Studio 54 is one of my favorite times of the year .... it happens annnnnually and it's almost a MUST for me to go, mainly b/c I have made it a little tradition to me. It's right up there with Christmas ... sure.
So I was all stressed, but switching work schedules, planning out my weekend, etc etc ........ and everything thankfully went smoothly. I had such an amazing time, it's hard to even describe how refreshing the entire weekend was. Charlie, as always, was a superb host .... I didn't even want to leave. And that's exactly what happened. With work not scheduling me until mid-week, I was able to stay in Champaign and until Tuesday night, which was perfect. I kept my drink on .... (obviously had a blast @ 54) ...... spent a lot of time catching rays on the quad, visiting with everyone, meeting so many new and great people, and stalking Jon @ work =). I'm craving a little Dr. Who, as well.
So all in all, I had a completely amazing time .... I would've written about it sooner, but I've actually been so super busy, bottom line - it was a complete blast with some of my favorite people !!
This is us .... super 'Shading' it up .... approximately 45 minutes before Monica in turn, blacked out.
My Cigarrette, as you can see , it about an inch away from her .... and she's already pointing towards
a wound mark she had recieved prior, due to drunkenly falling right outside of the club.
This is one of several shots .... but for some reason my favorite =)
As always, Brit likes to make a picture somewhat awkward with her stunning faces. Charlie rocked
that shirt like nothing else, and this is probably what? Our 16th pitcher of beer ...
Annnnnnnnnnnd finally, some amazing quad time.
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| So this one time @ court ..... |
[17 May 2007|12:00pm] |
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So I had court at 10 o’clock this morning … classy I know. So I go in and never really know how to exactly present myself, as the court system (I have learned) is quite hardcore. It’s really nothing to fuck with (Paris Hilton, prime example). So I looked nice, casual but with an effort … nerves striking me, as I wasn’t sure what mood exactly the judge was going to be in on this somewhat beautiful Thursday morning. As soon as I exit the elevator to the 3rd floor, I am somewhat approached by a big black man, whom later introduced himself as Ralph. Nice. Before there were even words exchanged I got that feeling … you know, the one where you’re being raped with eyes … but no biggie, I’ve got business to do - a fine to pay, a judge to see, etc etc … typical chores. Naturally I am scurrying all over this 3rd floor to try and get part of my fine paid, have an official check my name off of the list, have a breather, all before I have to see the judge for my appointment. I barely had any time to chat, and really wasn’t at all concerned with the fact this man kept following me around and blatantly trying to start some form of conversation with me. During all this, as stated above, my nerves are at their best, as you never quite know how a judge is feeling that day. Fortunately for me, at 10 I was timely in front of a judge, where he actually greeted me with respect and casually smiled. As did the other men with him. He addressed my file … somewhat congratulated me on completing all 30 of my community service court ordered hours … dismissed any jail time. Which I knew was going to be the case, if you finish your hours, you’re immediately dismissed of a sentence, but it’s somewhat refreshing and assuring to hear it from someone with such high authority. So I am leaving the room … on a high, when Ralph is just casually waiting out there for me. Which … fine, I can stand some humor. This man has already given me enough material to write about for days, but it’s cool. I’ve seen the judge, my nerves are at ease, everything is going seemingly stress free. So I exit the room and he immediately asks me about the easiest way to get out / which I mistook for out of the building / he meant out of town. So I am trying to instruct him on some sort of directions, when he blatantly motioned for the bathroom, and commented on its spacious size, and how I might feel more comfortable giving him the directions from there. When I tried to laugh and just brush it off, he continued to tell me how fine my ass looked and how he had a big black dick. Oh yes, oh yes he did. Clearly he didn’t bat an eye when I turned him down, but instead followed me to the elevator, to which I was praying was occupied with several other people. It wasn’t. And continued to make conversation, basically with his hand down his pants. I feel as though this only happens to me. And while I get a big kick out of it, and yes, do find it somewhat humorous, I will admit that while it is going on …. I get very nervous and out of my element … almost worried. I honestly could have exited the elevator and approached a security guard and slapped the man with a form of harrassment charge. But, classy as can be, I stuck to my word, instructed him on directions to head back to Joliet. Continued to turn him down, and took his lovely compliments of me and my sweetness to heart. Thank you Ralph.
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| Whoooooooooosh ! |
[14 May 2007|01:12am] |
First and foremost, let me update with how everything has just been really great lately. I'm clearly dismissing any sort of mythology as to not talking about what's so great as to jinx it. What's the point in having great things happen to you, if you can't talk about them ?! Everyone deserves a little time to brag.
Soooooooo how cute was Mother's Day ????? Seriously !! Barbara Jean strolled into town at about 2:30 and we grilled chicken for her outdoors and made pasta salad. Emily and I are on the ball with this cooking, as we cook at LEAST 3 times a week now, so the chicken was perfect. And my pasta salad, well .... I finished it off, clearly. I got my mom a cute little gift card .... she thoroughly enjoyed it, obviously.
Studio 54 pictures will be posted soon ..... a month late, sure, but why not ?! I am just too lazy at the moment.
I am in love w/ Charlie, Monica, Christine, and Yoho ...... as well as the U of I quad. I will be returning shortly, so light be a blunt ..... and get me a polar pop.
I want to see Spiderman 3 real bad.
I am being converted into a CubsFan ...... which I am putting my foot down on immediately.
I did extremely well @ work this weekend ..... =)
Jon is coming to visit tomorrow =D
Annnnnnnnd it's a hint away from summer / Gianna's birthday (love you girlfriend) !!
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| Myspace |
[08 May 2007|10:37am] |
Dearest Myspace,
First and foremost, I love you. I love you so much, you've given me so much to respect. You've given me the chance to talk to friends I forgot I had, and thus, return to unnecessary friendships. You've given me the chance to express who I am and post pictures, that otherwise people wouldn't get to see and be jealous of. And you've given me the courage to proudly present myself as a gay hispanic man, and not get flack for it ...........
But you're irritating me. You're giving me all of these opportunities, and I'm getting a lot of bot garbage from you. I get excited Myspace, when I get a new message. I dont get excited when it turns out to be from Barbie Girl Blowjob ..... or Cherrry Poppin' Valley Girl. It actually makes me quite sad.
This is an ongoing problem. And it needs to be fixed ......
Sincerely your fan,
Ace
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| I got fan mail .... |
[24 Apr 2007|01:54pm] |
So this is absolutely terrible, but in relation to my website I've recieved some fan mail ..... feast your eyes on this doozie ....
Ooh Ace, Ace, Ace...
How sad, pathetic, and lonley you really are. I am writing you to congratulate you, on this fabulous blogspot posts that try and prove that you are doing something with you life. When the real fact of the matter is presented below:
-You have no car, no license
-You have no job (let me clarify this one: you have no job that isn't mandated by the government and/or law enforcement for probation)
-You aren't in college, and probably have no plan of returning
-You still live at home with your family members, who probably have pity on you.
So let me congratulate you on still being alive. Apparently, your liver has not given our yet, and you are not dead from the 98.5% of Illinois boys that you have slept with. Thank you for trying to validate yourself with these posts, they really are quite amusing. Continue the good work! And might I say, your pictures that I have seen on Facebook and Myspace are SOOO ugly compared to what you look like in person. Yikes! HAHA
I know I'm a bitch, but this has been coming for a while. So, my apologies. I really am quite a good person, and quite the catch ;-)
Sincerely,
A Random Boy in Champaign that You Don't Know
.... well for someone who doesn't like me @ all, they certainly took a lot of time and energy into writing me a kind little note to fill me in. First off, asshole .... I'd just like to make some slight corrections.
If you read my site at all, you'd be well informed that I do have my license back, thank you very much. 450 bucks down, but I have it back. I do have a job that isn't mandated by the COURT .... I just don't choose to write about it, as Community Service is much more entertaining. Kudos on the lack of car, however, you did get that one right.
As far as that 98.5 % of the men I've slept with .... sweetie I haven't even hit up Chicago. Yet. So we'll talk more about that one later. And please don't be jealous of my very strong liver .... I drink .... a LOT ..... get over it. And also, I love how "Your still live with your family members" as if that is to say I live @ home with my mom & dad ..... first off, I do not .... secondly, I don't get pity. But thanks for playing.
Annnnnnnd in ending, it was almost as though the quote "And might I say, your pictures that I have seen on Facebook and Myspace are SOOO ugly compared to what you look like in person " was a compliment ???? I dunno ..... but then the anonymous pussy, REGISTERED for my site ..... which is just an extra dollar in my pocket. I loves it. Keep it coming bitch !
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| weekend weekend |
[23 Apr 2007|02:30pm] |
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Happy late Birthday to Msssssssssssss. Molly !! This weekend was almost a total trainwreck. I was real salty with work, due to the fact we had a mandatory staff meeting @ 8 a.m. on Saturday. Who the fuck does that? First off, not being selfish in any amount of ways, but it really fucks w/ anyone's plans. I worked until 10 on Friday, and when I am done working, ESPECIALLY on the weekends, I feel like going out and having a few drinks .... and by a few I mean about 18. So I was especially stiff to realize that I wasn't going to be able to, due to the fact of my early morning the following day. It further pessed me off when my closest confidant was celebrating her 26th birthday, i.e. private party, and I probably wasn't going to be able to make it out for more then an hour or so .... however, I was all refreshed b/c I promised I'd go, and at least enjoy a drink or two. Well worst came to worst and I wasn't even able to make it out ! My deepest apologies .... we'll celebrate soon, I love you. Obviously I was up @ 7 Saturday, to make it to this meeting, which was just bogus. Why they couldn't of just given us all this stuff to 'learn' in a packet and test us on it later, is up in the air. I zoned out the entire time. Yet, I was really proud of myself for being responsible, making it ... etc etc. Then I had to go back into work and do my 2-7 shift .... so afterwards, needless to say I was ready to get crunked. You know you have those nights where every intention of your's is to just get wasted .... that was Saturday night. And hey, I deserved it. So wasted I got .... it was definitely due.
 On a completely different note, I'm still a little toasty with this work scheduling. Next weekend is Studio 54, which is an absolute MUST. So on Saturday, while working, I asked my manager to schedule me at latest to get off at 2-5-or 7. (those are the usual hours to get off on at earliest) as opposed to my regular getting off at 10. And I don't mind getting off at 10, as that is still plenty of time to get home, shower, pregame, make it out .... but I'm going all the way to Champaign .... so I want to have time to relax and get completely fucked up, right? So I requested this, blah blah .... so she did me the favor, Saturday I work 9-5. And Friday? Right, I'm off. Like what the hell?? So instead of just giving me Saturday completely off, you gave me Friday -> which now I can't even do anything on Friday, due to me having to be up at 8 the following day .... but all in all I am super fucking stoked for this 54, I've gone the past 3 years, and intend fully to make it a fucking tradition ....
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[16 Apr 2007|09:03am] |
i watched two high schoolers walk to their cars, awaiting class this morning. i couldn't help but wish that i was one of them ......
this weekend was sort of fucking lame and I'm still a tad bitter about it. Friday night i got off work @ 12:30, so i basically just relaxed on the couch, and i'm still a bit pEssed off at brent for cancelling any sort of plans on saturday night -> and then being pissed off at me for being drunk. suck it hoe.
and last night, sunday, right? i got so wasted, i had to have help removing my pants ..... i was a class act right there.
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| wtf myspace |
[11 Apr 2007|03:17pm] |
so backtracing a bit, if it wasnt for the fact i got my long absent license back today ..... i would declare today a total trainwreck.
sooooooooooooo, i'm doing my usual myspace trecking, when I log onto my profile .... and sure enough, everything has been deleted. which wtf? i am still not sure if there was a glitch with the site, or someone actually did just log in and delete everything there was to know about me, but for sure -> EVERYTHING has been deleted, except for photo's and my friends list (that i know of) .... is anyone else having this problem, or is it just my luck? and i'm not too sure if i'm on crack, but for some reason, i find the entire situation, almost humorous. it's not like there was anything 'special' about my format / information, but it's not like i can go back on it, as it's now just POOF down the drain .... all of it, gone. naturally, i changed my password.
maybe this will stop all of that SPAM i keep getting in my myspace inbox ....
then this guy, that i've been completely interested in, completely gives me the shift, as if it was him that deleted this info, and gives me the cold shoulder. actually, he has been giving me the cold shoulder, i am just now confirming our split, as if we were ever dating to begin with ........
but 400 dollars down, and i have that license. thankfully.
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| that hard earned cash |
[11 Apr 2007|01:53pm] |
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I just paid the fucking state 380 bucks to get my license back ...... honestly I never knew being OF drinking age could get you a ticket ........ but i'vvvvvvvvvvvvvve got it back !!!!
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| AHAHAHAHAHA |
[11 Apr 2007|01:52pm] |
Am I a complete bastard for finding this absolutely the funniest thing I've read today?
I'm sorry That I was raised with respect; not to sleep with you when you were drunk
I'm sorry That my body's not ripped enough to "satisfy" your wants
I'm sorry that I open your car door, and pull out your chair like I was raised
I'm sorry That I'm not cute enough to be "your guy"
I'm sorry That I am actually nice; not an asshole
I'm sorry I don't have a huge bank account to buy you expensive things
I'm sorry I like to spend quality nights at home cuddling with you, instead of at a club
I'm sorry I would rather make love to you then just f**k you like some random guy.
I'm sorry That I am always the one you need to talk to, but never good enough to date
I'm sorry That I always held your hair back when you threw up,and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car, but when we went out you went home with another guy
I'm sorry That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere, but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend
I'm sorry If I start not being there, and being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new asshole comes around
I'm sorry If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work
I'm sorry that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.
I'm sorry If you read this and know somebody like this but don't care
But most of all I'm sorry For not being sorry anymore
I'm sorry That you can't accept me for who I am
Guys always bitch and bitch to their friends that there is never any good guys out there anymore, and they always end up with assholes who treat them bad. Well guys next time your bitching, maybe look up to see who your bitching too, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word like usual, screaming in his head "why don't you give me a try?"
Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.
Oh cry me a fucking river ..... seriously.
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[09 Apr 2007|09:18pm] |
So apartment hunting sucks. As I feel things are very pricey, and I feel places are very VERY all about getting their rent money .....
In other little news ..... I've gotten a lot of my community service done, so I am pretty happy about that - you can read about it on www.acesome.com .... as I havent updated it in days .... oops ! Sorry Scott ! But it's going pretty smoothly, I havent gone all week - as if it's not only Monday? But, hopefully it's done real soon =) I am all about impressing the legal department .... or just not going to jail.
In the mean time I am considering picking up a second job, but I'm a little salty on it, I feel another job will really cut into my free / drama time, and that won't be happening.
Nick Finley is all about helping me with information about this moving shit ..... kudos to you babAy ! Just thought I'd randomly put that there as I am talking to him on aim right now, ha.
Annnnnnnnnnnyway, Easter went well - > My uncle John was there, which was great since just last week he had fallen off the bandwagon and was not quite sober, but he seemed to be doing great, and laying off of it for the special day. It was a lot of fun though, and of course I looked breathtaking ....
As far as anything else ..... nothing too exciting, obviously I am trying to keep a low profile, as the po po just keep finding me !! So I am trying not to do anything too extraordinarily wild .... but don't you worry, I've still got my edge ;) ......
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