To The “New” Year

[imood mood at time of entry: fine]

Well, I certainly have a knack for the 33 today. I sort of have this indigestion because I ate too much greasy pizza and cheesy garlic bread. Guh. I need a Tums or something.

Today has been uneventful seeing as how I got up after 12:30 P.M. and checked my Caller ID. I called all the numbers back and spoke to Prestina. Then I came over here. Of course I talked to my crazy friend Cris and that was it.

I do know that my brother is going to be in a world of trouble since he is not supposed to be at Jason’s house and that’s where he is now. My Mom called here earlier and asked where he was. When we can’t find him, that’s where he is. I couldn’t get in contact with him to warn him either because I couldn’t remember Jason’s number. Oh, I know I haven’t written about Jason in forever. That’s because we didn’t exactly click correctly. Oh well.

I saw Tenz at the Downtown library Monday night (December 29, 2003). I went there to write in my journal and check my email. I had been thinking about him for the past few days and there he was. He tried to push up on me and kiss my neck and hug me and hold my hand as usual, but his breath smelled of mayonnaise. Ugh. And of course his nasty dreads stunk. Yuck.

Why can’t I find a nice decent suitable guy that doesn’t want to try anything with me? One that won’t back me into a corner and smash his lips against mine in a desparate attempt to get closer to me. Yuck. Boys and men are kiss someone when they are not interested in you? Why would you persist? Ugh. Rapist tendencies! I think that one of them is going to fool around and rape me one of these days. Meaning that I am going to have to watch where I go with such individuals. No dark alleys or parks or vehicle for me! Or any place for that matter.

Well, we were going to be going to Brittany’s grandmother’s house, but Prestina’s mom just called and said that Prestina couldn’t go. I think that we are walking to store now.

I’ve got to go since someone *cough cough* Prestina *cough* is telling me to hurry up.

Danielle