I finally updated my wordpress. lol. It had been telling me I needed to update it for some time now. I had a little free time last night so I decided that was as good a time as any. Next thing I’m gonna do when I have time is make a new layout. I had a really cool one started, but I just realized that it’s gone. I had it saved on my computer at work and it just died last week, so I lost everything I had on there. 
Maybe, just maybe, I put it on my personal laptop at some point and can’t remember it right now. 
The wedding has been moved again. Now it’s May 1st. So I have two months to plan my wedding. lol. Daddy is throwing a fit, saying he won’t have the money for it by then. But all he is really going to need money for is my dress and the place we have it at. For the most part anyways. The dress I’m going to have Meme make…so it won’t even cost that much. Oh well, let him throw his little fit, he will get over it.
So, I finally have the website up for work. The first “professional” website I have ever made. Check it out. The only thing I didn’t do on there is the weather. What do y’all think?
I also had someone ask me if I could make a website for them. 
I just need to call the lady back and work out the details so I can get started. I can’t wait.
Sitting here looking at my room, I realize something. It’s time to grow up. I need to get rid of all those childish things from the past. I don’t do anything with them anymore. I shouldn’t have to be told to clean up my room. I know it’s a chaotic mess that drives me insane…but I don’t clean it. Why? Because there is too much stuff in it. So much stuff from when I was younger, so much stuff that won’t go with me when I move. What’s the point of keeping it? I don’t know. Half the stuff I don’t even see anymore because of the other stuff that’s on top of it.
Go home and clean your room, he says. He talks to me like I’m a child sometimes, but that’s my own fault. I still act like a child. Not all the time, I can be serious. But life is no fun when you are serious all the time.
I’m getting married in May (we decided that today). (That rhymed. 
) That means it’s time to grow up…doesn’t it? I can’t hide things, I can’t bottle them up. I’m still not really used to that. But he can always tell. Worried, mad, sick, hurt. He always knows. I hate it and love it at the same time.
I want to get away from here. One of these days we will. I know he does. This place is holding us both down. Not until next fall though. School has me tied here. I’d say that my job does too, but honestly…I would be just fine without that job. I know now that I can really do what I want to do. For some reason I just can’t talk to them. I’m going to try to tomorrow though. I really really am. I might scare someone. Me demanding something is something they have never seen. But I know what I desirve, and I know that’s not what I’m getting at the moment.
Anyways…I should really go now. I still need to clean my room. I promised I’d have it done by tomorrow. That…and a few other things that aren’t done yet. Started…but not done.
So something was being hidden from me…but it’s ok now.
What’s not ok though is that bitch is trying so hard to break me and Cory up. It would be nice if she lived here…it would be easer to do something about it. But all I can do is block her from contacting me on myspace. But then again, Cory and I are going up there the first of the year. Humm…the evil plans I could come up with…. :devil:
Anyways.. I have to have lunch with my grandmother today. It’s really weird, she never asks if we can have lunch together. :/ Makes me wonder what she’s up to. Ya know? Me and Moma think she might want to be asking me about Cory. Aparently there has been gossip that I’m getting tired of him and another one that he is hanging around at my office too much. Both of which are bs. If I was tired of him I wouldn’t be spending all my free time with him, and if he was hanging out at the office too much I would be getting in trouble here. I don’t know who is telling my grandmother these things…but they need to stop.
Why are people trying to break me and Cory up? First the bitch in Michigan, now someone spreading stupid rumors. Grrr It’s all so stupid. I just wish people would leave us alone!
I’m glad y’all liked the poem. Really, the only time I can write like that is when I’m…emotional. I guess. Maybe not emotional…just when I have strong feelings about something.
Ok, I should go get some work done.
Alrighty, at some point I will actually have a little something about me in here, untill then, this is all ya get. :P Sorry. O and there will be a picture too. For now I'm going to work on this layout. It's almost done. :)
