I'm bored.

Human dance party?

All right.. seriously.

I'm going to stop lazing around and start really buckling down.

I have a basic schematic and I've been going over it. I need, however, someone to let me poke at them and see how everything works.

TC, can you volunteer?

Wow.. having the flu SUCKS..

What's worse then having the flu? Giving the flu to your boyfriend.

Sam and I have been absolutely horrendously sick. Sorry guys.

Is the pool party still going to happen? I feel horrible about letting you hang.

I need a recount of people going.


....

Ugh.. and I need to lay down...

Glenn's cousin has offered to basically throw a pool party for us. He needs to know how many people are going. 

There'll be DDR, snackies [ Even if I have to buy them ], and pool time fun. 

I need to know a guest list. I know I'm going, and I had talked about Sam, Bee, and Fireflight going. I need to know something about you all. 

If anyone else wants to come, that would be fun! 



[ I'd die of Trent came >D Yay dramallamas? ]

Sam.


We should talk at some point.

Love you.

-Mikaela

*is curled against Bee, sleeping*

Well... Aspen's great.

Sex ain't bad either.

Sam's great.. he's fun. He's smart. He's handsome. He's dorky. (I absolutely love it, shut up, Sam. :3)

He taught me how to ski after watching me fall on my ass several times. We're coming back tomorrow. I'm not entirely thrilled about this, but vacations can't last forever.

There are a lot of things that are unknown for me right now.

What am I going to do with myself? Am I going to live off the government and stay with Sam and the rest of the humans? Or should I go out and get an actual job. Do I need to continue schooling or should I get a GED or should I even WORRY about it? Do I need to go to college? S'not like I had a major plan for college anyways. I want to learn how to work on mechs. I really do, but I don't think that's quite useful in.. well... the real world. Out there.

Am I supposed to live under the protection of my friends for ever or am I to strike out on my own? I don't know anymore.

I miss my friends... or whatever they called themselves for me. Fairweather? Probably. If they knew I was dating Sam, I think they'd disown me.

I need some direction, but I don't know who to turn to. Maybe I should go talk to Sam's mom.. But I don't think she'd quite understand my situation.

Maybe I should discuss it with Sam.. I mean.. it concerns him too.

Maybe..

*sigh*

I hate introspection.

Sam? Can you ma-

*sigh*

HolyshitTrentisheregetinthecar!

And I saw your comment on the top of your journal, Miles.

Seriously not cool.

Asshole. Just cause I have a better ass than you doesn't mean you have to hate.