Oh well, any who Jeff and I have looked up a few pictures I think you would either enjoy or just puke looking at them. I'm not going to put them up though. Sorry. They'll just end up creeping me out, but go on Google and look up "longest eyelashes" and/or "longest nails".
So, Thanksgiving break was interesting, I honestly cannot tell you all that happened, but I'd say 2/3 of it was fun. I worked Friday 4pm-8:30pm and Saturday 10am-6:30pm I was really tired. Frank made me feel alot better after though, we went to O'Charley's after work Saturday, and spent Sunday at my house after his work. We at Fumiyoshi, baked brownies, and laid in my bed watching "The Haunted" til' he had to leave...and speaking of Frank....
HAPPY 8 MONTHS :]
You've definitely have made every moment I've been you worth while. I can't believe that we've been together this long, I feel like I was just that little girl telling you I needed to potty just yesterday, but with no doubt I'm the happiest I've even been, so thank you.
"all I really needed was a friend like you"

I still have no information about my car, I don't know when I'll be getting it back, but I'm still not upset about it. I just need to figure out a way to do some more Christmas shopping. I've gotten Anthony, Bubba, and Chase something (I'm sure they will all love what Frank and I have gotten them), it's just hard for me to find Eric something that isn't A MILLION dollars. Also, Frank is the hardest person in the world to shop for, THE HARDEST. I have no ideas, no suggestions, no nothing! I just know that the store "Zen Fire" in the mall is the best place I have even went into. I should be able to find some things in there. If I don't I'm just going to lay in the middle of their store and die, and I want to be left there.
I'm usually a really honest person, in the way I feel about things and whatnot, but lately I feel like it's not all a good thing. I know I should tell the truth, and it's hard for me to do it any other way anymore. I use to be such a good lier, but once somebody asks me a question I tell the truth, not thinking, "it's the right thing to do", but it just comes out. Saturday night I feel as if I did the wrong thing by telling the whole truth and nothing but the truth. It didn't affect anybody around me, only myself. I hope it just doesn't mess things up. I have a feeling I'll be looking like this picture of Sufjan Stevens on Christmas Day, all my joy and happiness has gone away.P.S. Frank and Anthony, Jeff wants to go and eat at Fumiyoshi again.
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