Tuesday, September 09, 2003 @ 04:11am | Entry no.313 | why is it always the blond hair, blue eyed boys who are always overlooked,.. ||   mood    geeky   || ||   music    "my immortal" _ evanescence   || ... yet they're the ones who wind up making me think about them all night? Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Billiam. Ah, the pretty child who makes me smile late into the night. It'll be the first time in a while I go to bed thinking about one particular guy and not just random stuff. [[note]] I'm refering to Billy, but for online purposes, I'll call him Billiam. Perhaps it'll take as it did with my dearest Chadwick. Maybe the odd name'll stick. And, yes, the whole "child" thing, was a crack at your age, but I am getting over the whole age issue. You make me smile. You win. I'm a chester. ((smiles) Anywhoo, I liked talking to him. He's definitely someone I wouldn't mind getting to know a lot better. He's such a darling, and I haven't had so much fun talking on the phone with someone, since well... since Britton. It was just one of those silly little flirty conversations, which I think lasted for a few hours, and hardly seemed any time passed at all. The silly boy said that I wasn't allowed to have my 20th birthday until he got a chance to catch up. Which means I get to celebrate my 19th birthday two more times, because I can turn 20. Weird, but okay. Eep. I can't even type this without smiling. Ahh... he's like a friggin mind reader too. He knew exactly when I was smiling and when I was blushing. Gosh, ((hides)), am I that predictable? I really didn't want to get off the phone with him, but yay, he's calling tomorrow. Ha. I already told him that he's my property, and that I was going to carve, "Property of Nancy:: back off. on his back. He's my pretty new boyfriend. Not really though, but it is refreshing to be able to talk to someone and just have it eerily click into place. It just seemed natural to talk to one another and tell each other everything. ((grumpy face)) He was sad. Emo boy. Emotional. Said he was lying in bed staring at stars, feeling all sad. No light or anything, and no music either. I felt so horrible that I wasn't able to help take away the feeling of loneliness he was feeling. But later on, he said I cheered him up some because I made him laugh. That definitely made me feel better. Pretty blond boys with blue, blue eyes should not feel all sad. Especially when they're getting an entire entry written about them at 4 am. Billiam's definitely special. Adorable too. ((does a quick count of the paragraphs)) Six, not including this one. Ha, let's see him top this. He's going to write about me in either his Xanga or Blurty. It'd be nice to see what the guy's perspective of me is, once in a while, ya know? Let's me see what they think of the same situation. Anyways, I should probably leave now, since I've got work in about 4 hours, and I haven't been to bed yet. <33 toodles. ( 1 ) deep dark secret revealed  unburden your soul  ( memory/edit )

Tuesday, September 09, 2003 @ 09:32pm | Entry no.314 | "uninspired and growing tired, why am I always so attracted to drama?" ||   mood    sick   || ||   music    "giving up on love" _ the ataris   || Bah. Starting to get sick. I think I'll blame it on Mike. All his fault that I feel icky. I was all fine before I went home, but then I saw him and now I feel sick. Ow, my poor head, I'm all stuffy and congested and my ears are already starting to hurt. I don't want to see more doctors. It seems as though I spent most of this year either going to the doctors, or coming home from here. Just nonstop appointments for me. Speaking of which, I already have an appointment for one doctor in Jersey already, but because I'm starting to get, here's yet another appointment to add to already big pile. Bugger. I'm sore and tired... and I have movies to go and watch, so I'm leaving now. <33 toodles. ( 2 ) deep dark secrets revealed  unburden your soul  ( memory/edit )