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Thursday, April 19, 2012

Good Evening!

Hello everyone... it is 6:19 pm.

My mom and I just went to Wendy's in Utica and we saw an accident!  Scary.  Poor lady in a car looked so scared!  I think a truck was pulling out of McDonalds and apparently didn't look before pulling out and the car hit her head on.  So sad :(  Please be okay lady!

Alright.  I am getting irritated by something.

I went to work and I worked all of 3 hours (yay me!) and when I came home, I went upstairs and on my floor next to my nicely made bed, was a paper.  On this paper, was the name Michael (with the rest of his name, which will remain anonymous for respect) with numbers next to them.  I once did all of his numerology numbers to find his Life Path Number, his Soul Number and his Outer Personality Number to compare them to mine to see if we were meant to be together.  Hehe.

So.  I don't know where this paper came from.  I don't know why it was on my floor.  I have not seen this paper in over a year and a half to two years.  Where did it come from?  How did it just appear?  And more importantly, why?  What is the purpose?  I'm not crazy.  I know that paper was not there.  My room is pristine.  That paper was not there, nor do I know where it came from.

Perhaps my sessions on healing him are doing something!  Perhaps it's a sign?  That maybe I'm doing him some good?  Lately I've had a feeling that he's in grave danger.

Hmph.  Well.  We'll see.

Did you know that Wendy's has SMASHARONI AND CHEESE?!?  Holy baJEEZUM!  I was so excited about this that I nearly wet myself.

No.  Not really.  But you know.

Why does anybody read this?  There is no point anymore.  I used to write about awesome things but it has turned into things that nobody else would care to know.  Hm.  Well.  Thanks to whoever reads this!  Maybe I make people smile with my cuteness?

YAY!

I've been corresponding with a person online.  He asked me if I liked tattoos of if that is a deal-breaker for me.  I said no, but, I can't stand stupid ones.  He said he has a sleeve and it's all Japanese art.  I said that is fine, as long as it's not stupid tribal crap.  I can't stand that anymore.  It's like, can't you think of something unique?  At all?  That and roses.  Or hearts.  Ba Jeezum.

Hm.  I have to see if he wrote back.

Love always,

Jaime Lee
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