So me and Lisa DEFINITELY just did our Spanish Dinner project... HA! It was GREAT! We videotaped some of it... and all that jazz... oh it was wonderful. We made chimichangas, mexican rice, salsa, chips, non-alcoholic margaritas, and mousse.I burned a plastic spoon, well, melted... and Lisa broke a wooden spoon in the blender.
And so my brother got a woodchip in his non-alcoholic margarita.
Oh and me and Lisa had a mousse fight.
Well, my heart is stripping away at last.
First off... friendships? Gone. Things I thought would last didnt. For instance... I'd look at someone... they'd remind me so much of somebody that I wish so much to have again... Oh well.
Is it possible to miss somebody that you cant remember meeting?
If so... thats what I'm feeling. I miss my daddy. My.... actual daddy. Before he went off to the war when I was 2, he gave me a teddy bear. I still have that teddy bear, hold it while I sleep. It brings back things that I never knew... brings the silent things that have passed between us before. So... why do I feel like such a bitch when I hold that frickin teddy bear? I dont know. I feel like I'm betraying those that I have now. I cant just... let go... I dont think its possible.
Well, okay I'm done ranting and such. Tootaloo.