  I have this friends Doctor P. quite a nice guy who reads my blogs regularly .  don’ t know y.  probably cuz I beg him too. i luv getting his input on stuff I write…
he prescribed that I write a happy blog today… the past few entries have been a bit sad or depressing… I have a lot of great friends that I haven’ t really mentioned that mean a lot to me… for example… doodles…
she left me to go to UK to pursue a career… which is amazing … so now doodles is seeing C- man… C- man lives in FL.
and is attempting to live the American dream… I wish him the best of luck… then there’ s chubby she lives down the block… she’ s been around for years…
always there to tie my shoelaces . and pick up my slack… and then there’ s Miss Sarju… from CT. she always told me to believe in myself and in god…
and she enjoys playing the role of my matchmaker… there also nish … he lives in cali… I luv this guy he makes me feel young… this dude doesn’ t have a care in the world and lives life minute by minute…
not sparing a second . i’ ve learned a lot from this guy… he’ s what I always wanted to be but never could .  cuz as u can see I’
m a huge pile of chicken sh* t. and Mr.  Nish here . has no fears…  I’
m just glad that I can look up to such an amazing person…  just wish he wasn’ t so perverted.  lol…  lastly there’ s doctor p .
 great guy . from Milwaukee…  he’ s a doctor who works with sick children. he has a great big heart…  and gives friendly advice to lost souls.
and guess what he actually gives a damn about the world…  soo I am a pretty lucky girl… and I have a lot to be thankful for. i have great friends. and I luv them all … now lets talk about more important things…
the bloody alarm rang at 9: 00am this morning and I hit the snooze button. stupid thing rang again at 9: 15… got out of bed and did some stress relief exercises… which I doubt really relieves any stress.
but did them anyways… brushed teeth and took a shower . had to wash hair… got dressed and walked downstairs to watch reruns of Dawson Creek. i know I a very sad person . once again I’
m totally enchanted by adolescent drama… moving forward… while I was getting a glass from the cupboard for some OJ I dropped one and it shattered into a million pieces… I wonder if it’ s bad luck to break a glass. i know it’
s bad luck to break a mirror… umm lets c… how today goes… anyways G masi called just as the door bell rang. decided to hang up on G masi and answered door it was the Verizon guy… it was weird I have no idea why he was at my door and he had no idea why he was at my house.
so we called up dad…  I never have a clue what goes on… no one ever fills me in…  dad told me we were goin to get another line put in. and he forgot to leave a note for me. yes our family communicates though little notes that are left on the kitchen table…
I’ m sure there’ s families out there that are a bit more dysfunctional . hey were all on the go . now cut me some slack…  Anyways the Verizon guy installed another line and I got ready to jet off to work…
got to work to notice my perfectly blow dried hair is starting to do a Zeenat Aman wave in the front… it looks kinda cute but extremely out dated… ok got to go . need to find a bloody scrungie …  to tie up hair…  Question of the Day:
 Do you think it’ s possible for a girl to be friends with a guy with out having any sexual tension?  I think it’ s possible… what about u…
