59 days (a copy from myspace)
i turn 18 in 59 days. and no, i'm not a crazy little girls counting down to my birthday... the am radio stations have been counting down to the election and my b-day is 5 days later. anyway, i hvae 59 days to learn to drive well enough to pass the driving test. easy. i have 59 days to find a new job. not easy. i have 59 days to get over the boy (i've realized hes not good enough to have the title guy and he surely isnt a man) of my dreams. or so i thought. i also have 59 days to convince a manager in my current company that i'm not all around a boring person and i deserve at least one chance. i have 59 days to get my act together and stop drinking some alcohol and then taking my migrane pills and fucking myself up for more than a few hours (my migrane pills keep the buzz going longer but when i'm coming down i get depressed and angry/bitter). i have 59 days to find myself and be ready to be an adult (which i know i am not by any means). i have 59 days to get rid of this facade and live for myself, not what others want me to be. i have 59 days to find the perfect club outfit to go clubbin with my girls (lauren and whitney). and i have 59 days to wipe the tears off my eyes and stand strong. i have set all these goals and more for myself and i hope to goodness that i meet them somehow.
i'm sad today. we're putting my dog to sleep as soon as i get back from las vegas. i have a lot on my mind. god does it ever end? hopefully soon...
i'm sad today. we're putting my dog to sleep as soon as i get back from las vegas. i have a lot on my mind. god does it ever end? hopefully soon...