The start of my weekend

What could I do?
I don't have much planned so far.
Might go to Millennium Motors soon.
Going to get a car in a few weeks.
Want to talk about my options.
There is this mean as Honda Integra 1997.
I really want it.
I love Integras's.
Might have a jam with her.
If she wants to.
To bad it doesn't look like a great day like yesterday.
It would have made my weekend perfect.

I saw two friends yesterday that I hadn't seen in ages.
It was awesome to see them.
Their still the funny random ones that make me smile.
Thats awesome.
One of them asked if I was over my latest ex.
Of course I am.
I got over her fast.
Didn't want to but I had to.
They want to meet her douchbag of a boyfriend.
If I was them, I wouldnt.
He would probably dump her for them.
He's that kind of guy.
He once tried to get an ex to dump me.
For him.
I threatened him at work.
He asked "Is that supposed to scare me?"
He acted like he wasn't scared.
Truth was, He was.
Later that day I found out he got some guy out to beat me up.
Never happened.
Never liked that douche.
Now knowing that he's going out with her.
It makes me think much differently about her.
The two friends I saw yesterday know he will hurt her.
I know he will.
Im not going to tell her though.

Im so hungry.
Might get a feed as soon as Im finished here.
I feel like schnitzel.
Yum.
Two of my friends aren't making more blogs :(
They haven't got round to it.
Another friend of mine as good blogs.
Their always about this douchbag guy though.
She's going to diverse them a bit though after her big weekend.
She's hanging out with a bestest best friend of hers.
Good for her.

My ex (the one going out with the douche) thinks these blogs are creepy.
I don't see how.
These are my thoughts.
Exactly how I think them.
She thought they were all about her.
Not everything's about about her.
She thought I'd wrote something bad about her because I wouldn't tell.
She thought I called her a bitch or something.
Why would I call her that?
She's not one.
I dont hate her.
Im not going to be a bastard of an ex to her.
But are my blogs creepy?
Are my thoughts creepy?
I just dont see how they are.

Oh well.
Im going to go now.
Might get some schnitzel.
Bye.