5:19 p.m. 2005-04-01
I am totally infatuated with Stephen *once again.* I can't figure out how two people can so obviously be for each other, but have so many arguments and break-ups that you can never tell whether they are with each other or not. It's not like we pretend that we don't like each other, but for awhile the situation was a little unclear whether we were "interested" or just fuck buddies. (Although, I admitted to myself about a month ago that I still loved him...and I keep asking him when we're going to get back together.)He thinks that I should "get help" ie (go to a psychiatrist), because of my suicide trip-outs that cause him as well as everyone else around me to get stressed out. I agreed with him completely, because I see the damage that I'm doing. But lately, everything between us (Steve and I) has been good.
Right now, he's helping the guy next door detail cars and fix them up, because the guy said that he would pay him. Isn't that sweet? Plus, Steve loves helping people out anyways, he wouldn't have had to even pay him money...but whatever. It's an extra bonus, and it gives him something to do. Unlike me, who is sitting on the computer surfing through diaryland, and thinking about going somewhere. Where?... Who knows. I spent almost all day over here, just hanging out with Steve, and doing what we do best. Ha. I love that boy. I'm supposed to be calling my uncle, because Steve ordered a new computer case for him that looks really sweet that Steve is supposed to put together for him. Then we're going back to my Grandma's house (where my uncle lives, also) and eat some good home-cooking. Should be awesome.
Anyways, I'm going to go because I'm rambling on like nobody's business. Peace!
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