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Happy Birthday Alex.
It's Alex's birthday.
I don't know what to do.
So I'm just typing this.
I feel bad because she got me a wristband from Europe over the summer.
And all I'm doing is typing this dumb thing in my livejournal that she probably never reads.
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
I keep waiting until the last minute to write the poems I need to write for class. Now that I haven't taken any time on it it is going to suck super bad. I probably won't even do it today either. I'll wait til right before class >:O. Oh well. Anything has to be better than my stupid Crocodile poem :(.
I hate getting stupid e-mails from my mom about how sorry she is for me. I'm sick of her and other people being sorry for me (about certain personal things). Them worrying makes me feel even worse because people will act differently. It happens when you've built up a reputation, and I wish I could leave that behind me and get treated how I used to by certain people.
I had a lot of fun this weekend with the roommates and such. Yeah, some bad things happened, but I have to stop worrying about stuff so much. Last Wednesday Kelly said to me, "Why can't you just take things as they come?" That pretty much sums all of my problems right now. I have to learn to sit back and live life rather than only worrying about what the future will hold, and forgetting about the present and the people that I love. Sorry if I've done that to you and if you've hung out with me or talked to me anytime in the last couple of months I probably did do it to you.
Anyway, trying to work on a song because that has been making me happy-playing the guitar and singing and such. It's so fun and I love it. I'm glad I have it.
Well, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex
:D
It's Alex's birthday.
I don't know what to do.
So I'm just typing this.
I feel bad because she got me a wristband from Europe over the summer.
And all I'm doing is typing this dumb thing in my livejournal that she probably never reads.
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
I keep waiting until the last minute to write the poems I need to write for class. Now that I haven't taken any time on it it is going to suck super bad. I probably won't even do it today either. I'll wait til right before class >:O. Oh well. Anything has to be better than my stupid Crocodile poem :(.
I hate getting stupid e-mails from my mom about how sorry she is for me. I'm sick of her and other people being sorry for me (about certain personal things). Them worrying makes me feel even worse because people will act differently. It happens when you've built up a reputation, and I wish I could leave that behind me and get treated how I used to by certain people.
I had a lot of fun this weekend with the roommates and such. Yeah, some bad things happened, but I have to stop worrying about stuff so much. Last Wednesday Kelly said to me, "Why can't you just take things as they come?" That pretty much sums all of my problems right now. I have to learn to sit back and live life rather than only worrying about what the future will hold, and forgetting about the present and the people that I love. Sorry if I've done that to you and if you've hung out with me or talked to me anytime in the last couple of months I probably did do it to you.
Anyway, trying to work on a song because that has been making me happy-playing the guitar and singing and such. It's so fun and I love it. I'm glad I have it.
Well, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex, happy birthday Alex
:D