tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33564438.post116069898736288057..comments2007-03-12T22:18:38.254-07:00playingwithkarmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14546824679753250986noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33564438.post-1161142647226411002006-10-17T20:37:00.000-07:002006-10-17T20:37:00.000-07:00you ended up dating the guy who wrote that letter? ?_? wow.. haha x)<BR/><BR/>if i read it wrong, i apologize, but yea, i swore to myself I would never cry over a guy. -_-' So much for that lol. We know what kind of person we want to be, but sometimes, life just does that to us. Blah. -_-'playingwithkarmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14546824679753250986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33564438.post-1161138887444287002006-10-17T19:34:00.000-07:002006-10-17T19:34:00.000-07:00When I was in the 8th grade, my friend and I were walking one day and discovered a letter. It was some letter from a guy to a girl apologizing for whatever he did. My friend and I didn't think much of it except that he was probably a real jerk. That day I swore to myself I would never fall for a guy like that.<BR/><BR/>When I enter high school freshm<BR/>en year, I met him and we ended up going out. We then broke up on bad terms and never spoke again. About a month later I was doing some spring cleaning and found that letter and laughed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33564438.post-1160773637606357932006-10-13T14:07:00.000-07:002006-10-13T14:07:00.000-07:00people at work are effing with him. I'm glad I'm talking to my dad but it's fantastic that we started out this way. And I know life is playing games with me. I don't mind that it is. It's just funny how the game is turning out right now. Lol. I don't need you to psychoanalyze me homeboy. I do think it's fine that I'm going through this, I just think it's funny. But oh wells. Btw, good luck on your midterm. I was hoping we'd goto AIDS Walk but oh wells. :)playingwithkarmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14546824679753250986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33564438.post-1160727862421865272006-10-13T01:24:00.000-07:002006-10-13T01:24:00.000-07:00wow...how did ur dad get that idea of you being a prostitude? but, on the brightside you're starting to talk to ur dad eventhough its not a great start but its not bad... and i've never heard about ur mother... well... to answer the question... why is life playing games with you? think about this..."why not?" why not you, i mean it could happen to anyone so i think its normal to go through this. i think i learned that in psych...lolLongnoreply@blogger.com