It's 9pm, and my cousins and I are home. And we're up to.. hm. absolutely nothing. We got home around 5:30pm, I wanna say. Oh, from the SF Westfield. It was fun, but I'm so depressed that I wasn't able to spend an entire weekend with my boyfriend.. He's so wonderful, and makes me so happy, it's really unfortunate that we can't spend more time together. It's even worse considering that this visit to San Francisco will have been my last for the year. I'm not saying that the visits suck, but I love being with Karl. I can't imagine myself with anyone else. Even despite the arguments we run into, we always manage to fix it. And oh, the butterflies I get right before seeing him for the first time in months.. I love that feeling.
Yesterday, surprising him at his house was hilarious. When his dad answering the door with a surprised look on his face, then calling Karl out of his room. HAHA! Funny. But then the butterflies I got once he stepped out of his room and saw him.. Mmm. I love that feeling. It was cool being back in his room again. I'm kinda sad that I didn't get to sign his table. Hmph. Afterwards we went to Serramonte Center, then to the Daly City Century Theaters. We watched the beginning of WALL-E, and walked around. Nothing serious. Then went home.
Today, my cousins and I left the house HELLA early. I had to wake up at 8am to get ready. We left at freakin' 10am to pick up Joyce, then went straight to Haight St at 11am. Half of the shops were open, and the boys weren't there yet, so Nina, Kayla, and I walked around. It wasn't until noon when the boys got there. It was funny because Lance, Karl, and Andrea went across the street to Wasteland when Nina, Kayla and I were in some jewelry store on the other side of the street. Silly kids. Turns out that Karl and Javi were wearing the same exact flannel. HAHA. I picked up hellllla shit today, thanks to Karl. I love you so much! (: I'll post pictures on Friday when I go home to San Diego. We left around 2pm to go to Upper Playground on Fillmore. It was hella stupid because Javi didn't tell us, the girls, that we were going to Upper Playground. We all thought we were going to Huf. Then after, we left at 3pm, thinking that we were going to Tanforan when we ended up at freakin' Bloomingdale's. The situation was hella ridiculous.
But overall the day was fun, and I'm blessed that I got to spend as much time as possible with Karl this weekend. Other than that, I'm so confused right now. I need guidance. What really irks me is the amount of things that I'm not told. If I'm told one thing, and it's a big, important thing, than I would obviously consider it and change what I'm thinking. I'd rather someone be blunt and honest than someone who cares to make me happy and hide shit from me. I'm really hurting right now. But that doesn't matter. I'm upset about the facts that my family has been hiding shit from me, and not telling me important things that I really would take into consideration. I'm young, and I make mistakes, but that doesn't mean that I won't listen to what you have to say. Send me a lifeline of guidance, and I'll fucking take it.
When my long distance, long term relationship boyfriend sends me the pictures, I'll post them up.
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