I rather like my Xanga and my Deviantart. I shall continue to use them. I've had some time to think about the reasons why I was going to leave them and I decided quite awhile ago that Marion  isn't worth it. I would rather not start off with such an unpleasant subject but I suppose it has to be said; I've never met such a paranoid, foolish person in my entire life. I can block that person from reading my Xanga, but of course that hardly helps if one knows the way around it. So I don't care.

I have decided that it's time for some major change in my life.
I'm closing this Xanga. I'm closing my Deviantart, and I'm changing my email.
Goodbye my past. Goodbye everyone who belongs to it.
I'm done with all this unnecessary drama. I have a new life now.

Teeheehee.
I had a great night and I'm all jittery about it. (Yes I will eventually write about something other then Keith... someday... xD)
So he came online at about 3am, and went on webcam with me, and he got the present back! *fangirl moment* I'm happyyyyyyyy.That's it below. Isn't it incredibly cheesy?! Gah I love it because it's from him.
Besides that, he was pretty shy about his face because he's been breaking out pretty bad lately. I think he still looks uber sexy though. He was flashing me his man-boobs. I wanted to jump on him and rape him *_*.  Pics below.

P.S: My next entry will not be about Keith. I swear. I just love the guy so godamn much I can't help it. Our seven month anniversary is on the 11th. We celebrate our anniversary EVERY SINGLE MONTH. If you count the three years that he sent me love letters before that then you know, we've been together a hell of a long time! I'm ramblingaboutKeithagainohnononobadShaaaaaaaa. 

I guess since Mari's starting to write in her Xanga again I'll write in mine too. I do miss her entries in English however, but I guess if it's in Spanish then her English speaking friends aren't meant to read it? Maybe I shouldn't have used the translator to read them... eek... D:

Let's see here... I think I have some stuff to write in here. I'll do it later though because Keith is going away today and I promised I'd wake him up at 8am (it's 8:08 right now) and sexually molest him before he goes. Poor guy's been at his wits' end with all my PMSing and bitter remarks.

Off I go.

(Shadia of today is so different then the Shadia of seven months ago. Argh...)

Okay, I need to write before I go crazy.
We were talking today and then he said, "I have bad news, my cousin is coming over." So I said I'd call him back later. He said to call at 10 or 11 in case his cousin went home early.
I tried at nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. One.
"He's not home yet, he should have been home an hour ago. Try back in an hour."
The last time I tried his sister told me to just call in the morning. I asked where he went and if he went to sleep over his cousin's, she said she didn't know. I'm not entirely daft and I knew I was being annoying so I stopped calling.
It's almost 4 am, I called, no one is picking up. If he was there and sleeping he would pick up.
Now time for rationalization:
He's fine, Shadia. Nothing happened to him. He probably went over to his cousins and ended up getting stuck there and having to sleep over there.
Everything is fine.
But I'm scared. I can't sleep. I don't know what to do. How am I ever supposed to live if I get so worried like this? I was so upset when he had to go because its been three days since I talked to him last and he came from his friend's early on Sunday to talk to me and we didn't get much time. And then this happened today. And I was partially blaming him so I didn't return his I-Love-Yous.
What if something happened and I never got to say I love you to him?
Oh god.
Rational Shadia. Be rational. Nothing happened. Everything is fine. Sleep now.
I'm so worried I want to miss school tomorrow.
I don't know what to do. I wish he wouldn't torture me like this.