Hows it going to be

Hey fanclub,
Well, sorry I havn’t written for a day or so. I’ve been pre-occupied. anyways, I was sicker than a dog still. Come to find out today the doctor that I went to said the other medication wasn’t doing the trick, so i’m like yippie! that’s great! Anyways, I’m going to try and get some bueaty sleep tonight … and that way I can talk better. Good news though! I can talk today! Im excited. Well, maybe not … that means I have to go back to work :S Hehe, tommorow though I will find out what exactly I can do about part time. Things have been going well for me, so I’m hoping that my luck will poor over into work and my relationship.

So many things are diffrent between us it’s unbeilevable. Complete opposites. Oh well .. I don’t feel like dwelling on the negative… if I were to sit here and type the positive, I could be here a while. I suppose I could be wrong about all of this. Come december, my journal entries may prove me wrong, I know I can go back in time through my entries, but why not foward? it’s such a shame. Oh well … I’ll just have to play it by year, and keep my heart in the protective covering that it’s in right now, careful not to let anybody borrow it anymore. I won’t make that mistake again, unless I’m for sure. It may seem like I already have, but trust me, it’s not. Like I said previously, I don’t want to get hurt again. That is my biggest fear. Betsie holds the key to my heart, and I’m sure she’ll be rigid with the one in which she chooses to give it to. I know my bets would do that for me.

I need to go, hopefully this medicine will kick in -crosses fingers-
Adios,
Mayor of OzweegoVille

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