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Slow Sunday
2day is most definitely a slow Sunday. I am dying 2 go 2 this new pizza place down the street called Marco's. It is fabulous & cheap - I want a pepperoni pizza cooked till the pepperoni is a little extra dun & the crust on the bottom is crispy. Th@ sounds amazing. It's 1 of those days where I look out the window & the clouds r a blinding white, but it's overcast. It is rather confusing. I can hear "Charlie & the Chocolate Factory" (the 1 with Johnny Depp) playing from here as my 7-y-o sister & her friend giggle 2 the squirrels' antiques. I am waiting 4 3:30 2 roll round so I can leave 4 my Chick-fil-A party @ the YMCA. This is the 3rd year I've gon 2 this employee party & every year they have it @ the Y. I no my boss will do the same thing this year as he's dun every year - get food from Ryan's. It'll consist of mashed potatoes & gravy, green beans (w/o a hint of meat), & some meat. He's a good boss, but I wish he would just ask every1 2 bring a little sumthing so we cood have sum variety. I am in the hopes th@ I get 2 c my love 2nite. I cannot believe the love he has 4 me. I left him & then went 2 another man - he knows everything I did, yet he took me back & told me th@ he loved me all the same. He has yet to throw it in my face. I know he won't. He is an honorable man & I love him. There is no question anymore. Being 17 is confusing - I have often thought I have a hormone imbalance & th@ could b wh@ causes the sudden mood swings, the constant confusion about my internal workings, & the lack of control when it comes 2 thought patterns. I have no idea wh@ is wrong with me, but he knows I am unstable & said he will always b there. In the 4 1/2 years we had ben dating he never hated me 4 being such a b**** & it makes me love him even more.
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