Showing posts with label doug. Show all posts
Showing posts with label doug. Show all posts

Thursday, June 11, 2009

My Tiring Day and Last Night

School was pretty fun. Had to exams but they were ok I think. English was fun with the boys. Doug wrote hmm something interesting in my english folder. :)
Scott pretty much just tickled me in the belly all day. I told him to stop but I sercertly didn't want him to. :) Evil. I was pretty tried today though had a big night last night. Had gym for a hour and half and hip hop. Gym was good I saw some friends and met some new people which was good. But I think the footy player were a bit too nice. I think I slowly getting better at my running which is not my strongest point. I'm loving the gym how it's getting me fitter but its sort of a bit boring sometimes.
I was meant to be going to Scott's this weekend but of course planes change. I've got the day off tomorrow too, which should be good but now I've got nothing to do since I'm not going to Scott's. (Mum just said she wants me to clean my room even though its pretty clean, I'm a girl who like her room clean) His mummy (Jenny) didn't want my there since he'd be at work tomorrow and so would she and I'd be home alone. Which is fair enough but it doesn't make me miss him any less. Argh wish I was still going there tonight!
I got a bit confused in maths today, my brain wasn't concentrating. Argh so tired. Think I'll have a early night.
And I've also got to paint my nails by the way.

Annalisa

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Friends who help

I spent the friday night with friends for a birthday. I wanted to have fun but i couldn't, I was so tense and worried for some reason and I couldn't put my finger on it. I didn't know why.
Doug could tell I was stressed, he knows me better than I know myself sometimes. I didn't feel right there, I was ready to go home I was about to call dad. But Doug talked to me and shared his drink with me as I hadn't brought any, he wanted to help me relax. Well actually I didn't know if I would be allowed to have any. I trust Doug completely I know he wouldn't hurt me in any way know matter how drunk I was or what I said when i was. The half a can of alchol didn't help that much so he gave me a drink for us share and he also had one fo him self. But I'd already drank the one we were meant to share so quickly that he didn't get any. I felt bad but he understand why. I did make me a bit more relaxed and when dad came I didn't want to go.
Friendships always get you over the hill even if it's just a mound.
xx my love for my friends will exist for ever

Friday, February 6, 2009

Trusting the unknown

Trust. Five letter word. Isn't strange how just a little word can mean so much.
Like today i told Doug about a well kept secret that only i know and i guess everyone ho reads this blog too. Either i take Doug to be a very close and trustworthly friend or he can get secrets out of me very easily. I believe its both. But mostly our friendship. He knows more about me than most people would think.

When me and Scott first starting dating it took alot for us to trust each other. We'd both been through alot in our lives and trusting someone with your heart is a big step. he was the first to said i love you but i was the first to trust him. I've made some mistakes before but i do not reget them. I believe to you reget what you do, you don't learn from it. we trust each other compeetly now. Yet we both still get a bit nervous with each of our friends. But i think that is understandable. A close friend of Scott's not really mine would be Cat it's not that i don't trust her its just thati don't like the way she acts around me. Yesterday she was smiling in a bad way at me because i had to leave Scott for a bit and she was with him. And today when Scott was in class with Cat she keep grabbing his arm to get his attention. He showed me where Cat grabbed him and he has marks from her. I don't know what that means but i don't like it. I love him to pieces but i don't like his friend. I trust him though. I trust him with my heart and life.