I've decided to use this blog again. And more often.
I need to find me another userpic. Two to choose from is not cutting it.
Hm. Maybe I'll make meself a few more icons tonight. Since I'll be bored anyway.
Stupid Poly, I don't know what they were thinking when they decided to have summer school start on a fucking THURSDAY.
Starting on Thursday = 1 2.5 hour class. Then I am done.
WTF.
So I'm coming home again this weekend. Woot.
Hopefully Mom doesn't feel the need to throw me at her new choice for my boyfriend. He's a nice guy and all, just not interested.
Doesn't help that uh. Blake. Yeah. Speaking of him, I'm surprised he didn't call yesterday. I ended up calling him late at night. He just seems distant, and I'm scared.
I hope he's not mad about Brad. <----- *not my fault*
My godmother says there's something up.. like he's seeing some other chick or something along those lines...
I hope not.
Missa doesn't want to feel stupid and heartbroken at the same time. Because that would be very, very, very bad for me. He says he loves me soooo much, but... show it a little? Maybe?
I know this may be a little selfish/taking for granted/whatever... but I haven't gotten flowers from him since Valentine's Day. When we first started going out, I used to get them every other week or so.
I dunno. I'm just very uneasy. I'm afraid I'm losing him.