What a weekend! It was my first weekend in Jacksonville that was ENJOYABLE. And I absolutely stress the word enjoyable.

Friday me and Danielle moved the shit out of my rooms...Oh my cock- I mean gosh, I have so much shit. I didn't realize how much CLOTHES I have until I try to cram it all into this CUBICLE of a room.

Then around 10:30 I went out with Alex and his friend that recently got married. She's definatly not the type of girl I would have put with this guy but I guess love is funny like that. She's the sweetest thing I have ever seen, very meek and soft spoken while he's loud and boisterous. I had to like squeeze information out of her but at least she wasn't like the bitchy kind of girl.

Saturday we went to the beach! All of us got lunch and then went to the beach on base which was quiet and very private. The waves were huge and I lost my fucking BCBG sunglasses. Oh my gosh I fucking bought those stupid things RETAIL!!!!! dammit! Whatever...and I found them cause we were kinda feelin around with our feet and I definatly had them in between my toes but I flipped out cause I thought it was some sea creature. I'm such an idiot.


Sunday (TODAY) we went to see Sky Captian movie(uhhh it was ok but definatly not my choice). Yeah if that doesn't prove I like him I don't know what does, cause that movie just was not on my A list. Then we went grocery shopping. And that was so much fun. We were like spraying all these products and picking the best ones, and then I was eating the food he was buying then I would put it back and get a brand new one. He's so fun and it's so great cause he's just like me.



Oh my gosh! The most ironic thing happened today, though one might think I wouldn't find it so odd considering it happens more often than not! But what do ya know, a PRIVATE number called me...agian! WOW! And I answered it, despite the million miles away and as impossible as it seems I got this vibe from the person on the other end. At first I thought it was just a headache or something but then it became clear to me that I could sense who was on the other end. It was a little hazy at first but sure enough I came to see that it was DEFINATELY that fucking loser without a life or someone to TRULY care for, that apparently likes to act out in psychotically,obsessive manners. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE

Sure I'd love to casually converse with that person but it's always competitive and I think that person actually believes that I care. If you didn't know there was some major editing of the bull shit and that wasn't because of spite or embarassment. It was actually SHAME and DISAPOINTMENT for lying to myself...believe what you will but I'm a much better liar than you are.