I guess this weekend was pretty much alright. I made some $ and got a couple cool things. Like a blue/grey Flamingo marrinet. (The puppets on strings) And yeah, my mom and me were at Trader's World Flea Market selling hanging baskets and flowers all weekend. Not to bad. I get paid for sitting on my ass, so yeah. I'm going to start growing my own kind of flowers to sell and Jacci H. and me might make purses together. She makes some really cool ones and might teach me. So, I'll have $. Yay.
I'm so freaking hungry. I hate lunch DT. I have in-school on Thursday. That fucking sucks. I have 2 lunch Dt's and then a freaking inschool. What a bunch of bullshit. I hate this school.
*SKIP, it's a BITCH*
I'm prefectly okay when I'm thinking about other things. But when I start tot hink about Ben or anything, I get sad again. And that's practically every time I see him, or walk in my room, or hear about him, drive by his house, (Which we did ALOT going to and from the flea market....)or what not. Whenever I see him walking in the hallway I just want to touch him or kiss him or something SO bad. I want to go up and just ask him if he still thinks about me ever. Sometimes I wish things could just go back to the way they are. Thinking about now, Ben wouldn't ever cheat on me. And I'm not so "clingy"as I was then. We don't have to be together every second of every day. I wish I could just walk up to him and tell him everything that's going on inside my head. But I'm afraid I would sound stupid or he would just come up with some exscuse to avoid talking to me about things. It's driving me freaking insane. Once again I had this REALLY weird dream, and this one part he walks in and starts talking to this guy I'm hanging out with, and he's taller, and he's talking "gansta"and dressing all like a "thug" and crap, and it was crazy. And then we walked away together and we talked, and look, it all worked out okay. Minus all the "thug"crap, just take the ending, whyca nt it work out that way????
