Max's birthday wasn't the greatest but it was better than the majority in the past... Vern and Kyle came over... I was
on the couch and we (me and Vern) attempted to share the couch... we were having a great time and i got more than one kiss
from Vern... it was great until max mentioned my ex... I'm still pissed at him because said something about "slimey" and then
my ex's name and that got awkward for me and Vern... Vern is still a little upset about that and he wants to "have a talk"...
took him four tries to leave before he finally did... Shannon (my brother's friend) came over and he walked into me and Vern
kissing... I don't know why Vern doesn't like Shannon... Shannon is very cool and I like him and Sam the most out of my brother's
friends... but... oh well... Vern left to get his 1969 Stingray Corvette... he said he might stop by and show me it... i was
gonna take pix of me and him in/on it... We're gonna start bringing a camera everywhere cause the things that are said and
the faces that are made are absolutely priceless... so here's where the story get depressing... I called vern a few hours
thinking that he may not be home but it would be worth it to try... well.... he was home... he wasn't able to get the vett
just then... we started talking just a little and his mom had to you the phone... Vern said he'd call back... I waited an
hour before calling... his mom answered and tried to get Vern's attention but it didn't work... so she told me to call back
and she wouldn't answer so that he would... i did that twice and he never answered... did it again a half hour later and he
still didn't... finally... i got depressed and just started writing... I tried again a couple hours later and he was in hartford...
I messeged him again and told him I understood if he was upset about something and yadda yadda... I was so depressed... I
finally got a reply back saying everything was okay... though... he didn't get the vett cause his dad is an ass... I haven't
met him... and i don't think i ever will... my favorite part of the messege though was when he said he had "already fallen"
for me and that he had wanted me since the first time he laid eyes on me... I know I like to keep my journal PG 13 but...
that man is going to get a really good fuck out of me... maybe not the first few time we have sex... but after awhile happens
and we move in together (which is a goal for us besides having sex and making out... alot...)... I'm falling for that man
even though he's already fallen for me... I think if I'm patient just a teeny tiny bit longer... the ice around my heart will
fully melt and I can fall for him...I know it seems so quick but... I love everything about him so far and...I can't wait
to be able to go to his house and make out on his couch... or bed... which ever falls under us... hehe... A thought that is
on everyone's mind... or at least a fact about love... Love is a strange and powerful piece of heart and you'd be lucky to
fall for the right reasons and not the wrong... I'm falling for Vern for all the right reasons... he's everything so far that
I want in a guy... well... besides the smoking... but i've kissed him several times and his mouth does NOT taste like an ashtray...
More tomorrow...
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