im drinking hot tea, reading Real Simple magazine, and watching a CSI: NY rerun. its a good night.
the only words i have to describe today. i’ve been feeling pretty shitty because i had a plan for myself. for my life. i am off track of my WHOLE PLAN. whatever. i got a thousand and one calls and texts this morning and ignored most of them so i could continue sleeping. THENNN i hear my dad YELLING my name. he doesnt yell at me. i woke up to my besttt friend, ashley, walking up my stairs...
my brother is an ass.
he makes me feel so old, and im NOT old. my brother has always been my baby, since i was six (and he was born and my mom and dad were..unavailable), he’s been my world. *rolls eyes. I KNOW, I KNOW. calm your ass, chloe. but seriously, hes 15 now and he just finished his drivers ed class. i made his appointment at the dmv for his learners permit tonight. its in like, 2 weeks. i dont like this...
I’m going to get another tattoo after new years. I’ve just decided. I’m pretty excited about 2010 but everytime I get excited for something it ends up being the biggest letdown. I’m just gonna go with it and see where it goes, I guess.
i gave in. again.
tumblr is too pretty. im giving it a shot and i hope this one works out. i can’t sleep, but i want to be up in an hour to make breakfast for my brother. he’s 15 and sort of an airhead (=P) but he gives me the best advice. my youngest brother, angelo gives amazing advice as well, but i havent spent as much time as i’d like since we moved away from each other. fremont isnt too...
it’s 3am and I’m not tired; I lay awake, I’m so inspired.