I'm going crazy.
I clearly can't update everything I've missed out telling you guys about on here, so I'm not even going to try.
I don't even know if you people out there still read this.
So living on my own is fun, but I hate having to be responsible sometimes. Like, it's fun to have people over at all hours of the night, coming home whenever I want and not have to tell my parents where I am and what I'm doing. But when it comes down to making rent payments and car payments and paying off bills, I immediately want to run back to my parent's house and wish I had never grown up.
Speaking of growing up, my heart hasn't grown past that childish "I like a boy but I'm too terrified to do anything about it" stage. Which completely sucks. Jenn knows the whole story and keep telling me to act and tell the person how I feel and act like a mature adult, to face rejection if it comes, or spend the rest of my days in complete happy bliss with the man who has stolen my heart.
When it comes to love, I have stage fright.
Ha, I like that. *writes down for future*
Speaking of stage fright, I'm totally missing theatre. I went up to GHS last night and saw their fall show, and while it was a shitty script, the actors made it hysterical in almost an improv sort of way. Cameron's sister Anna is in it and she's so adorable bouncing around the stage in a white shirt, white tu-tu with red trim, and a sliver/white wig. I miss Anna like whoa. I also saw Cameron's parents and we discussed all of our depression about missing him like crazy. People don't realize how much they mean until they leave home. Cameron means the world to all of us....
...especially me.
But that's neither here nor there. Well, it is, but if someone actually reads this, I don't want you bored to tears about how I miss my best friend and my child love games and how I can't think about anything else and how I can't sleep most nights without severe tossing and turning and plotting ways to see Cameron more often and get over my stage fright of crushing on the guy who is totally perfect for me.... although I'm not totally perfect for him.
I'm confusing myself, and I'm sure you, if you're reading this. "You" being anyone who is like, "Holy Hell, Brittney posted a new LJ blog." Because I did.
I don't even know if you people out there still read this.
So living on my own is fun, but I hate having to be responsible sometimes. Like, it's fun to have people over at all hours of the night, coming home whenever I want and not have to tell my parents where I am and what I'm doing. But when it comes down to making rent payments and car payments and paying off bills, I immediately want to run back to my parent's house and wish I had never grown up.
Speaking of growing up, my heart hasn't grown past that childish "I like a boy but I'm too terrified to do anything about it" stage. Which completely sucks. Jenn knows the whole story and keep telling me to act and tell the person how I feel and act like a mature adult, to face rejection if it comes, or spend the rest of my days in complete happy bliss with the man who has stolen my heart.
When it comes to love, I have stage fright.
Ha, I like that. *writes down for future*
Speaking of stage fright, I'm totally missing theatre. I went up to GHS last night and saw their fall show, and while it was a shitty script, the actors made it hysterical in almost an improv sort of way. Cameron's sister Anna is in it and she's so adorable bouncing around the stage in a white shirt, white tu-tu with red trim, and a sliver/white wig. I miss Anna like whoa. I also saw Cameron's parents and we discussed all of our depression about missing him like crazy. People don't realize how much they mean until they leave home. Cameron means the world to all of us....
...especially me.
But that's neither here nor there. Well, it is, but if someone actually reads this, I don't want you bored to tears about how I miss my best friend and my child love games and how I can't think about anything else and how I can't sleep most nights without severe tossing and turning and plotting ways to see Cameron more often and get over my stage fright of crushing on the guy who is totally perfect for me.... although I'm not totally perfect for him.
I'm confusing myself, and I'm sure you, if you're reading this. "You" being anyone who is like, "Holy Hell, Brittney posted a new LJ blog." Because I did.