Kokeshi Doll:
Seen Through Wide Screen
Friday, December 18, 2009
Party (jeremy)
Went to a graduation party last night...going to go to another one tonight...maybe. Oh....so David was wrong......Leah doesn't have a thing for me....in fact she only talked to me because I work at the art store....she wanted discounts.........bitch. I have to avoid her tonight....or else she will try again........stupid David....I always knew. Oh but he did mention something about Sarah....Sarah is cute...she always smiled at me during cal...her smile is really cute...but I never thought there may be something in between us...maybe something will happen tonight....maybe she will be the one...? ........maybe....I hope so.....someday....?
Oh...David is calling now...hes probably picking up his girlfriend...how does a guy like that have someone? Even J found someone...he said she was perfect...soulmate? Lucky J...
Labels: Chapter 1, Erotomaniac: A Love Story, Jeremy
Thursday, December 17, 2009
graduation (jeremy)
I graduated. Weird. Now I can work full time at Art'z....there goes my summer...but then again...J isnt going to be in town anyways...hes going to summer school...damn...well...graduation was fun atleast? ...Cindy took no notice of me. Before graduation I finally fessed up...and then she ignored me. :( ....well...that just means we weren't meant to be.... That just means I'll meet someone better...yeah...someday..............................................................someday soon I hope...yeah?
Actually...David said that Leah may have a thing for me...Leah is cute...maybe there'll be something in between us...?
Actually...David said that Leah may have a thing for me...Leah is cute...maybe there'll be something in between us...?
Labels: Chapter 1, Erotomaniac: A Love Story, Jeremy
Chapter 1: Roommate...great... (jon)
So Jere graduated yesterday. Goddamn I feel so old, even though we're just a year apart. After graduation we went to the spot ate some kid meals for old time's sake. They had those Avatar toys, I got the damn horse-thing while he got the main guy. Lucky bastard.
Anyways, that's not the real reason why I'm writing. I'm just killing time. Right now...I'm in my dorm waiting for my anonymous new roommate to arrive. He's already 10 minutes late...probably another fucking slacker who's going to ask me for help in his classes and gets wasted at parties without even inviting me. Ugh...I hate those kind of types...but hey, it's my choice in living in the dorms.
I moved in early, about 2 weeks early I believe? I wanted to get out of the house asap (no offense to ma and dad). That's probably the REAL reason why I joined the honor's program here. Not for the "educational pride and joy" but the advantages it has. Don't get the wrong idea, I mean I love my parents dearly...it's just I wanted to get OUT. The smell of incense was just getting nauseating. Ma means well, and is practicing her spiritual beliefs but DAMN at least let us get an air purifier! But noooooooo, Dad is too cheap to buy one.
Ah well, I think the "roomie" is here.
Labels: Chapter 1, Erotomaniac: A Love Story, Jon
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