I was worried about tonight but I actually had a good time. Conversation wasn't the most thrilling, and I came in last but I had a lot of fun.
I've applied for 14 different jobs. Really hoping to hear back from one of them.
I don't feel as connected anymore to things I used to. I'm not sure how to get that connection back.
Dinner was odd. I'm just not sure where I fit in with their thoughts. I'm the girl that moved away.
I cannot wait till my courses start. It will give me something to do. It will be weird going to 'school' while being here. I wonder how it will go.
I did really well this semester. No one asked. I showed my mom, she didn't really seem to care. I worked really hard this semester and everyone just seems to think I fooled around.
At first my instinct was to say yes. Then I started to think about it and freaked myself out. Mostly because I have an intense fear of peeing on my shoes, which is why I dislike the thought of backpacking. But it could be fun and I'd like to prove to myself that I can do something like that. It's only 22.8 km. I could do it.
I wish I could drive. That would make things a lot easier for me. And for other people.
Sometimes you do things that embarrass me. Am I allowed to say that? I tend to just find something else to focus on. I guess getting stupid drunk wasn't a great thing to do either. I plan on not doing that again.
I really want to go dancing. I love dancing. And loud music. And getting dressed up.
In Vancouver I felt like I was always underdressed and here I always feel overdressed. It's difficult to compromise.
I'm craving Pho's spring rolls like there is no tomorrow. I just want like two orders to myself.
Also I am not on a diet, I'm just making sure I'm making better choices. So I'd appreciate it if you'd stop bringing it up.
But now I have to go read a stupid chapter of a stupid book because your mother gave it to me.
Anyways. Here we are. Stupidly in love. And getting stupid drunk too often.
I really need something to do during the days. Soon I'm going to go crazy.
Also why does everything cost money.
Tired.
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