friday nights are best at home

Woke up 30 minutes late left my fan home; went to school and delt with gay people; came home and my whole freakin jonas wall was laying on the floor. Oh the joys of stupid tape ! ! ! !
So to make myself feel better; I take stupid pictures.

So today pretty much sucked.

However the highlight of my day; was talking to krystle on the phone.
Kinda sounds pathetic when I write it out.
‘The best part of my day was talking on the phone’

Even though I know its so much more then that.
Krystle obviously; lives way to far away from to hang out with everyday.

[Even though im sure we would hang out 24/7 if we could]
So a phone call is always something great; besides AIM of course.

AND ATTENTION EVERYONE:
I’ve fallen in love.

There’s no better form of love then a 6-year-old red head.
He use to be super shy, and wouldn’t talk to me.
Today he finally did :]
And lets just say, he’s 10 times cuter when he talks then his pictures already are.
He’s Irish, 6 years old, hates soymilk, and knows microwaves take the enzymes out of food.


“Hey Melissa want me to tell you a knock knock joke?”

“YES!”

“Uh…yeah…uh…. Knock knock.”

“Who’s there?”

-silence- “Melissa.”

“Melissa who?”

“MELISSA GET OFF THE PHONE!”

He said sorry; and that he still loved me.

And that; when he comes to Virginia he’s bringing me a candle and he will sing hello beautiful with the Jonas brothers to me.

Im thinking right now; I love him more then Krystle.
Hahaah :] just kidding.
She’s such a skutz.


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After my phone call; my mom made me eat this nasty dinner.
I don’t even know what you call it; it was like a plate full of nasty.
I actually had to eat it with her too.
So we sat on the couch; watched the food network and took pictures.

So I guess; as the end of a Friday.
It didn’t turn out like crap afterall.


Just a little thought.
3 years; boys change.