My Ass is Black and Blue!
So I went up to Allentown this weekend for the first time in the past month.... Friday night was fun, Saturday wasn't but I'm not getting into that... Today we went to this place called Glenenoca Falls which is in Jim Thorpe, PA.... and there's a 40 foot bridge there over 30 foot deep water that everyone jumps off of.... and I finally worked up the courage to jump off of it.... it was so cool and scary at the same time, but a great rush... except for the fact that I hit my ass on the water really hard now its all black and blue and it hurts to sit, lol... It was definetly worth it though, but I'm never doing it again. So in the past week I got two phone calls that made me really happy... Robin called me twice this week, she's down in Hawaii now in the Navy... I'm going to go down and visit her over Spring Break... Caroline also called me which made me even happier because I was under the impression that she was added to the list of friends who turned against me, but I'm really glad that's not the case. I guess part of growing up is growing away from friends because certain things in life just come along when you're older... boyfriends, college, full time jobs, which really doesn't give you a chance to do things that you could when you were younger... the ones that remain there are the true friends, the ones who push you away were never true friends... So just knowing that Robin and Carp are still there makes me so much happier. Steven brought up a really good point in one of our discussions this weekend, I blame myself for everything, even things that are out of my hands... Take this for instance, my roommate at UC is 17 years old, and doesnt turn 18 until fall or something, so her parents have been calling housing saying that "I'm too old for her" and that "I will be a bad influence on her because I got kicked of of La Salle for drinking".... I try being honest with the girl and this shit blows up in my face... so then these people actually have the nerve to ask me to move out of MY room... its 1/2 mine... Fuck that, If I agree to leave I'm scared that I'll get screwed out of a room. But I still blame myself even though these people know barely anything about me, never met me in person...
WHO THE FUCK DO THEY THINK THEY ARE?