So anyway....
Sooo......
Was bored, so the f/unit and myself went to Liverpool...It's all redone, so a mall that I knew like the back of my hand has now changed beyone belief. Even my landmark (macca's) has moved!!!! Bah. Anyhow, I put a pair of hellsexy Fallens on Laybuy. They're purple and black...And it's only gonna cost me $104 to pay for the rest....I already put down $40 deposit *pales*. Bought me a new pair of baggy shorts (thank fuck)...I wouldn't have bought them, but for $20??? Of course. And mum bought me a new button-up shirt :-) It's pink (I know, I know) and it's got some sort of flower pattern on it...But I like it because it looks close to Paisley...Which is a good thing.
Later got talking with my mother and she was telling me about a black Mustang that she saw the other day....Then she said that she'd thought of buying one for me mostly of how not ironic it would be considering my name (there's a song...You work it out, lol). I told her, "Hey, I'll get my license if I can have a Mustang"....And she's considering it. Seriously.....Either that or a Chevy or a Datto!!! (I know, not cool, but I looooove the 120Y). So now I'm going to have to hold up my end of the bargain and get a jump on it all...I mean, hell, I don't even have my L's.
Then hung out with my bro...He's an OK guy. Or he'd be more OK if he wasn't amidst the dangerous throes of puberty (15 sucks). I'm a little worried about him....Well, not worried, just...Keeping an eye out. Some of his mates are Crips....And I know he's interested (and personally, I can't blame him), but I don't want him to do anything dumb. He said that he'd never give a mother a reason to cry (in his words), and so I said to him to make sure he doesn't make his mother cry. I really hope this boy doesn't get himself killed one day....He's the only brother I've got....Maybe he'll grow out of it. I said to him that I'm fairly OK with it all. It's his life, but I made him promise me that he'd never get gang tatts. Tattoo all you like, But not gang signs. They'll be trouble for the rest of his life.
Wow. That's probably the longest entry I've written for a million years.....Bah, lol.
P.S. Making some new furiends and more little friends :-) Me so happy.
Was bored, so the f/unit and myself went to Liverpool...It's all redone, so a mall that I knew like the back of my hand has now changed beyone belief. Even my landmark (macca's) has moved!!!! Bah. Anyhow, I put a pair of hellsexy Fallens on Laybuy. They're purple and black...And it's only gonna cost me $104 to pay for the rest....I already put down $40 deposit *pales*. Bought me a new pair of baggy shorts (thank fuck)...I wouldn't have bought them, but for $20??? Of course. And mum bought me a new button-up shirt :-) It's pink (I know, I know) and it's got some sort of flower pattern on it...But I like it because it looks close to Paisley...Which is a good thing.
Later got talking with my mother and she was telling me about a black Mustang that she saw the other day....Then she said that she'd thought of buying one for me mostly of how not ironic it would be considering my name (there's a song...You work it out, lol). I told her, "Hey, I'll get my license if I can have a Mustang"....And she's considering it. Seriously.....Either that or a Chevy or a Datto!!! (I know, not cool, but I looooove the 120Y). So now I'm going to have to hold up my end of the bargain and get a jump on it all...I mean, hell, I don't even have my L's.
Then hung out with my bro...He's an OK guy. Or he'd be more OK if he wasn't amidst the dangerous throes of puberty (15 sucks). I'm a little worried about him....Well, not worried, just...Keeping an eye out. Some of his mates are Crips....And I know he's interested (and personally, I can't blame him), but I don't want him to do anything dumb. He said that he'd never give a mother a reason to cry (in his words), and so I said to him to make sure he doesn't make his mother cry. I really hope this boy doesn't get himself killed one day....He's the only brother I've got....Maybe he'll grow out of it. I said to him that I'm fairly OK with it all. It's his life, but I made him promise me that he'd never get gang tatts. Tattoo all you like, But not gang signs. They'll be trouble for the rest of his life.
Wow. That's probably the longest entry I've written for a million years.....Bah, lol.
P.S. Making some new furiends and more little friends :-) Me so happy.