I need direction to perfection, no, no, no, no...
I finally hung out with Squirrely Sean for the first time in what seems like forever. I guess a week and a few days isn't really that long, but it is when you see everyone practically every other day and then you see them once a week. I got some pretty sweet candy from his family which I practically already ate all of while I was sitting there chatting for four hours. It was a really fun time. I love sitting around talking and drinking tea.
Today, I tried to venture out into the wilderness of the mall, once again, but the traffic was too much for me. All you assholes who wait until the last minute to shop need to be shot. I didn't wait until the last minute, I just go to the mall every day because I have nothing else better to do. I decided to call it quits, and just pick up my paycheck and some cookie dough, instead.
My afternoon was spent canoodling with the certified nurse's assistant that comes to my house to care for my grandmother twice a week. She helped me bake my cookies, and taught me how to "cream" butter. She's really nice, and her Christmas is going to suck just as much as mine is going to.
I feel so god damn desperate, and I know I shouldn't because I'm not a desperate person. I'm just lost, for serious. I thought I had things figured out. I had a new very special and wonderful person in my life and then that was it. It's all gone now. Karma really is a bitch. Yesterday, I was sitting in the kitchen with my mom and I said something really nasty about my Dad's brother George, and not two seconds later I stood up and stubbed my toe on the chair. It just goes to show that if you hurt other people you are bound to get hurt.
Next semester, there isn't going to be time for anyone else but Lindsay. I'm taking an overload of credits, and no one should expect anything from me. I'm not even going to be able to function properly after next semester.
I've been going through some serious Becka-withdrawal. I haven't seen her since the beginning of the semester when we ate like pigs at Friendly's with some of my roommates. I miiisss herrrr. She was the best boyfriend I ever had!
Today, I tried to venture out into the wilderness of the mall, once again, but the traffic was too much for me. All you assholes who wait until the last minute to shop need to be shot. I didn't wait until the last minute, I just go to the mall every day because I have nothing else better to do. I decided to call it quits, and just pick up my paycheck and some cookie dough, instead.
My afternoon was spent canoodling with the certified nurse's assistant that comes to my house to care for my grandmother twice a week. She helped me bake my cookies, and taught me how to "cream" butter. She's really nice, and her Christmas is going to suck just as much as mine is going to.
I feel so god damn desperate, and I know I shouldn't because I'm not a desperate person. I'm just lost, for serious. I thought I had things figured out. I had a new very special and wonderful person in my life and then that was it. It's all gone now. Karma really is a bitch. Yesterday, I was sitting in the kitchen with my mom and I said something really nasty about my Dad's brother George, and not two seconds later I stood up and stubbed my toe on the chair. It just goes to show that if you hurt other people you are bound to get hurt.
Next semester, there isn't going to be time for anyone else but Lindsay. I'm taking an overload of credits, and no one should expect anything from me. I'm not even going to be able to function properly after next semester.
I've been going through some serious Becka-withdrawal. I haven't seen her since the beginning of the semester when we ate like pigs at Friendly's with some of my roommates. I miiisss herrrr. She was the best boyfriend I ever had!