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stuff, stuff and more stuff 2002-04-15 @ 12:05 p.m. Well, seems lately I have been letting more and more time slip by between entries. Not that you are missing anything exciting that is happening in my life, as, well my life is not all that exciting to me so would be even less so to you. But I thought I would stop by, and see what you have been up to... Ok, moving on now that we've caught up. I think somehow we have fallen back into december, what a horrible thought. It's the middle of april(and two days left of classes I might add) but the ground has a new covering of eight cm of snow, aswell as slush galore. I definately have to move, Canadian winters just aren't my cup of tea. Onto my continuing saga between life in the closet and life outside. Nothing much has changed there...actually I don't think anything has. I've been working on a website for myself, called the closet confessional, kinda thought that name was appropriate. You might find it slightly more interesing than my diary. But be warned, it is a work in progress still, and probably will stay that way since I hope to add to it regularily. Whatelse can I tell you, I already said it but I like the number so much I'm gonna say it again, classes are finished in TWO days!!!!!!! I CAN NOT WAIT. But then I have to find a job which I really dont want to do, but gotta pay the bills somehow right...and since one I'm les and two I'm in love and three I never would do this, I can't exactly sleep with everyone instead of paying. Bad bad, not recommended. So my girl, my favorite part of life, what can I say, I love her more than I thought possible and I'm gonna marry her someday...once we get passed this little problem of living a WORLD apart. But distance is no big deal and easy enough to overcome...one more reason to get a job, need the moula to get to my baby. Seems lately though that everything is against us and testing us to see if we can really stay strong together when we are kept apart. We'll pull through though, no worries there. It just really hurts to know that when she needs me I can't be there for her, all I can say is that I'm here for her whatever good that does. As this entry had no real direction and just jumped all over the place, I think I will end here...since I will be kicked off this computer any second. Take care of yourself. |
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