Look at them titties!!
I don't know what happened. DRAMA!!! AGH! I'm too impatient for this.
But, oddly enough, I had a really good day. Something just clicked. I think it was playing with the Jazz Band and just...I felt good for once. Somewhere along the way, I had forgotten what it's really about. It's not the favorites or the drama or the arguments or the controversy...it's just being there, in the moment, with the music. I love it. I'm such a band nerd. It makes me feel good about myself, all acomplished and such.
Only three more days. Time is running out.
I hope I won't be grounded for much longer. It's too much of a hassle. Freedom!!!!!!! I needs it, badly.
Gavin told me yesterday I was mysterious. I always thought it was kind of a crazy, spontaneous persona but hey, mysterious is okay. But, I gotta tell you, I'm not getting you Legos for Christmas. I've decided on something way better...now just to find the right ones. teehee
And, you know, I wasn't really mad. Just kinda....uncomfortable. A big thank-you to Amelia Marsh, for the long talk in newspaper class...I guess, this is what makes these relationships so hard. It's the things you can't say. I'm afraid to hear what I know is true. But maybe, it's not always so bad. The whole topic just freaks me out. Joey Jones! His advice wasnt too nice. I don't wanna just give up. AND, special thanks to my breast friend....three weeks, three weeks! Yes, by then I'll have different problems, but at least they will be different. We are so gonna hit up the waffle house, and then, you know....Those christmas lights are shining, the distance makes it even more beautiful.
I'm going to the mall with my mom. Just girls. Oh yes, I asked her about it too. Her opinion? Kinda like Joey's.
But Agh! I don't know. Whatever. Psh. Meh. Blah. Don't bring me down. I don't mean to be mean...or impatient. But I am. Today, I like who I am. And, I like to be fun. But...I thought this today: Yes, I could. Sometimes, yeah I would. But I should?? That's the question. Vague I know. Mysterious, hah. Maybe, it's just I can't say things how I feel them, how I want to. Or, they're never taken the way I mean them. O well... Time to go!
But, oddly enough, I had a really good day. Something just clicked. I think it was playing with the Jazz Band and just...I felt good for once. Somewhere along the way, I had forgotten what it's really about. It's not the favorites or the drama or the arguments or the controversy...it's just being there, in the moment, with the music. I love it. I'm such a band nerd. It makes me feel good about myself, all acomplished and such.
Only three more days. Time is running out.
I hope I won't be grounded for much longer. It's too much of a hassle. Freedom!!!!!!! I needs it, badly.
Gavin told me yesterday I was mysterious. I always thought it was kind of a crazy, spontaneous persona but hey, mysterious is okay. But, I gotta tell you, I'm not getting you Legos for Christmas. I've decided on something way better...now just to find the right ones. teehee
And, you know, I wasn't really mad. Just kinda....uncomfortable. A big thank-you to Amelia Marsh, for the long talk in newspaper class...I guess, this is what makes these relationships so hard. It's the things you can't say. I'm afraid to hear what I know is true. But maybe, it's not always so bad. The whole topic just freaks me out. Joey Jones! His advice wasnt too nice. I don't wanna just give up. AND, special thanks to my breast friend....three weeks, three weeks! Yes, by then I'll have different problems, but at least they will be different. We are so gonna hit up the waffle house, and then, you know....Those christmas lights are shining, the distance makes it even more beautiful.
I'm going to the mall with my mom. Just girls. Oh yes, I asked her about it too. Her opinion? Kinda like Joey's.
But Agh! I don't know. Whatever. Psh. Meh. Blah. Don't bring me down. I don't mean to be mean...or impatient. But I am. Today, I like who I am. And, I like to be fun. But...I thought this today: Yes, I could. Sometimes, yeah I would. But I should?? That's the question. Vague I know. Mysterious, hah. Maybe, it's just I can't say things how I feel them, how I want to. Or, they're never taken the way I mean them. O well... Time to go!