Stephen/Brick, whatever the hell I’ve been calling him, is dating this girl… who I don’t approve of. She calls herself classy… and she talks about being bent over. How in the hell is that classy? Maybe in her world it is… but I honestly don’t know what Stephen sees in her. Or maybe he’s just more different than I thought I knew. I really don’t know. But I just don’t like her. I know it’s pretty low to say that, when I don’t really know her… but if I don’t like her on the surface, I’m sure I won’t like her underneath. She’s just not the type of person I pictured Stephen being with. But hey, as long as he’s happy, right? That’s all that matters. My opinion won’t change anything with him, just like his opinion on my relationships didn’t affect me. But shouldn’t they?
Next weekend I believe I’m going to see a movie with Confucius, which will be kind of awkward, for me at least. The last time I saw him was in August of 2003, and even then we didn’t really talk to each other. But he did give me a blow-up alien doll, Abbey Road took it though. And we’re going to be alone together, unless he brings along someone else. But I’m excited to see him either way.
♥Norie
×Hates×
Violence. Drugs. Alcohol. Insecurity. Summer. Annoying people.