I was going to bed. But then I was like meh I might as well check it. I see stupid photo updates. But I'd rather not tlak about that shit for it will get ime in trouble, but who the fuck cares.
So anyways. All day I'm thinking me thoughts and hating the competition that you seem to drag out of me. It's so stupid and useless and I don't understand why it happens. I hate it. I realized that I was doing a lot better in June and July then I am right now. I think I found my own reasons for that one...
But anywysa so I'm ranting about stupid shit. And then I see in my notifications that Ashley left me a post. A heart. I love that girl. She is so strong. And when I'm down and out I look at people like her and realize how much stronger I could be.
The other day in Bio the teacher asked me what I would do if my grandmother had cancer and whether or not the government should pay her health care bills. I bit my tongue and answered the question in a non biased stand point. It really shows you.. WEll it shows you a lot that I'm sure you can figure out.
Which brings me to my other pity me moment of the week. He keep sasking why I'm not getting my license. It was the last thing I talked to her about before she died. So excuse me if I seem to be having some mental stability issues.
Now we share embarassing moments. I never really thought about how embarassed you must have been till I looked back on it all the other day. Life's too short to remember our flaws. And it sucks ass when people remind us of them or talk about them to everybody.
I hope its not how you want it to be. Because then I'll indeed hate it.
Owen smokes. Unimpressed.
I didn't go tonight. I stayed home bause Betty came over for thanksgiving dinner. There doesn't seem to be much holding our family together.
We found a place to stay in Washington in Feb. I'm excited. That is going to be a good week.
Part of me does actually want to learn to drive for then. It kind of scares me. Moving out. Going to university doesn't scare me. I don't see it as growing up. But driving. Yeah. That makes me feel grown up. Which scres me. And brings me back to the thought all week.
Also if you were sore and warm that night. You have no clue what is headed your way at the end by dahling. No clue. I friggin lost four pounds that night. Hahaha. So great.
You're a stranger I know well...
I think technology has indeed ruined our lives. I mean sure there are tons of pros. But there is no conversation anymore. That doesn't involve computers or asking are you on facebook? Or I mean people read this or something you post on a networking site and they'll bring it up in conversationw hich is awkward. Or they'll be like yeah I know I read what you posted. There fore, stunting any further conversationt hat may occur.
I've given u pon spellcheck. It's more creative this way.
Stil haven't gone on my artist date. KVL isn't posting to my previous journal entry. Unimpressed. Need to make posters. HSould hvae found H's email . Fails.
Still holding irregular sleep hours. Ty better not make me sick. I punch his lights outs.
I wish I could comfortably divulge everything to a singular person. Ha! Like that would ever happen. No one can e trusted. Something I have learned in my many years... Yes they are many...
Love,
You can sit there and judge me, say what you want to, we'll never let you in...
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