What a weekend. What a weekend. I would like to think that Melinda settled this dispute with Amber after what she did to her Friday night. But this morning showed proof that Amber is really as stupid as what we thought. She is one dumb bitch. And now her mother, the bitch Caroline, doesn't want Kaylah talking to me. You know what, who gives a fuck...yeah she's talking to me but that's because I don't tell her how to live her fucking life.

Grrr...went to the lake friday night. Not too much happening. A couple parties, more like get together type deals. Not for me.

Saturday night Melinda and I camped out on her land. It was really cool. Just me and her. Well from like 11:00 to midnight:30, we were at her aunt's house talking with her aunt Vikki and Brett and Patty and Andy. Okay we were in that house for quite some time. And by the time we left, we had one serious contact high. It was bad, we were very loopy.

OMG!!! We were riding around at like 9-10 saturday night, and we drove past the flag pole. For those of you who live in Pawhuska, you know what that is. Its a damn monstrouscity. Anywho, we saw this Samarai down there, thought it was Cory's. Turns out it was this guy from Sonic, Mike. Anywho, we weren't thinking anything of it when all of the sudden, Melinda sees this hand and a head bobbing up and down. OMG! So I whip my car around and pull up in the parking lot and sure enough two people were having sex in the jeep, top down, on mainstreet. I peel out and Melinda goes, "I'll bet you it was Nora with Mike." I didn't care to know. Well we were down at the corner, and Melinda was talkign to Tony and I was talking to Kenny when the jeep goes by and Melinda goes, "I was right. It was Nora!!" Ummm...pause while I throw up my breakfast bar. So we decide to leave and we are pretty much racing Chris Rucker through town even though somehow I am going faster than him, my car is a piece. And we go by it again and there they are again, going at it. So I pound on my horn so hard that it has a sore throat today. It was nasty.

Yesterday, Melinda had to work. SO I pretty much spent all day with her except one hour in which I went home to check on my laundry and to watch the Simpsons. That's one bomb ass television show. Did you hear about all of the actors who are voicing the characters are wanting a raise. Only $100,000 more than what they are making now. So, it would bring the total to $350,000 dollars an episode. Okay this is one of today's longest standing shows. Hell 'Friends' made one million dollars an episode. And it wasn't even that good of a show, in my opinion. I think that the 'cast' of the Simpsons deserve the $350,000 an episode.

Melinda's parents got us matching abercrombie and fitch t-shirts. Bright yellow. We are both wearing them today. Fun huh?

Kenny cut off all of his hair I believe on Thursday. Maggie doesn't think that he is cute anymore. I still find him attractive.

I think I am going to get off of here.

More later!

muah~

Becca*

"As I recall with my stomach turning

I was hiding away from myself, away from you

Like nothing, though something was terribly wrong

And I admit that I was only waiting for the right time

Night time, the right moment for you to look away

Though you never did, I pretended for a while

So I could walk where I don't belong

And I remember every word you said

Come back in time, come back

And I remember I would soon be dead

Now so pitiful, so pitiful

But I know, as I hammered those nails into your beautiful hands

Your eyes still try to search for mine, but I look away

Now your eyes are the only thing that can save me

I'm still so afraid of them piercing

You're breaking into my prison,

Just pretended for a while

My soul is dying

I won't look away

And I remember every word you said...

I'll remember every word you said

This time I won't look away"

No Sleep last night <|A|> No Sleep in the Near Future

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19 April 2004 / 8:45 a.m.
pitiful by blindside
Sleep with all the sheets off
bearing your mattress
bearing your soul.