"Suck it, Jesus." - Kathy Griffin
Even though I like the whole idea of Jesus and God a lot more than I did this time last year, I have to admit that this Christmas is making me feel kinda down. I love my family, I love my friends, but some things just aren't the same.
Why does it feel like after everyone in this down leaves, they come back even less mature than they were before? It just doesn't make sense. If you're mad at me, if you've got a problem, if you think that I may have said something, then for goodness sake, LET ME KNOW. Especially if it is some rumor spread by someone who probably doesn't even know me anymore. Or maybe it was something I said. But you know what, if you are going to hold anything I have done or said against me without saying that it has hurt or offended you TO MY FACE, then I have no use for you. Anyway.
I'm back in the Coast. Not just for Christmas, but for the semester. Family needs me, and I'm doing what I have to do. I will miss my friends terribly, but I know that there will be frequent three hour drives on both ends. It just hurts knowing that the most real people I have ever come to know are now three hours away and I can't share my every day with them like I have these past three semesters. I will fondly remember all of the crazy shit that happened, and hope that when I come back things will be the same. Because... I am coming back. I am fighting like hell to get a job and save my money so I can have my own place. I'm actually very excited to tackle that project.
Who even uses this site anymore? Everyone's all about myspace and facebook, and to be honest, I still miss using my little Livejournal. You've been with me for a really really really long time, and I just can't quit you. Brokeback style. I was reading back on some old entries, and I was laughing my face off. Some good times, and some REALLY bad times have written themselves into this ancient thing.
Well, to anyone reading this... Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas, have a good Ramadan, etc.
Love,
Tricia
Why does it feel like after everyone in this down leaves, they come back even less mature than they were before? It just doesn't make sense. If you're mad at me, if you've got a problem, if you think that I may have said something, then for goodness sake, LET ME KNOW. Especially if it is some rumor spread by someone who probably doesn't even know me anymore. Or maybe it was something I said. But you know what, if you are going to hold anything I have done or said against me without saying that it has hurt or offended you TO MY FACE, then I have no use for you. Anyway.
I'm back in the Coast. Not just for Christmas, but for the semester. Family needs me, and I'm doing what I have to do. I will miss my friends terribly, but I know that there will be frequent three hour drives on both ends. It just hurts knowing that the most real people I have ever come to know are now three hours away and I can't share my every day with them like I have these past three semesters. I will fondly remember all of the crazy shit that happened, and hope that when I come back things will be the same. Because... I am coming back. I am fighting like hell to get a job and save my money so I can have my own place. I'm actually very excited to tackle that project.
Who even uses this site anymore? Everyone's all about myspace and facebook, and to be honest, I still miss using my little Livejournal. You've been with me for a really really really long time, and I just can't quit you. Brokeback style. I was reading back on some old entries, and I was laughing my face off. Some good times, and some REALLY bad times have written themselves into this ancient thing.
Well, to anyone reading this... Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas, have a good Ramadan, etc.
Love,
Tricia