"i dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave, baby don't go away, come here."
i'm at work, listening to gino talk about radio stations.
that man, is probably what keeps me alive. i look forward to coming to work every day, and when i wake up at 6:45 after getting home at 3:30 in the morning, i think about how fun he'll be and how much i'll love being at work instead of sitting at home all alone or sleeping, and i get up, and everythings fine.
so lately, i've learned that adults assume the absolute worst, no matter what the given situation is. and i'm getting ridiculously sick of it.
if i'm tired, i'm not hungover--i'm tired.
if my eyes are red, i'm not stoned- my contacts are dry, and my eyes are irritated.
trust me, please.
i need to move out of my house.
on friday i get my car back, i'll finally have enough money to actually get car insurance, please be ridiculously proud of me, it's taken me months, and it really shouldn't have.
hopefully after that i'll have a little more freedom, and my mom won't act ridiculous everytime i want to leave the house.
ugh.
and jons leaving to go home for a month. and i'm probably going to just completely waste away, and miss him terribly. this is going to be the worst, most ridiculous month of my life.
buuuuut, i think hes playing a show sometime during the month, so hopefully kristin and i will be able to go. and i won't die as much.
yesterday evening, kristin and i were returning bottles for her mom, and we went to wegmans and i talked to people, and kyle hacker was there and he actually talked to me, it was kind of nice to talk to him again, he was stoned out of his mind, and probably had no idea what was going on, but it was nice that we sort of reached a common ground and could be adults about it. he's a really nice kid and hopefully things won't be lame anymore? you never know.
i'm cold, and gino just made me blueberry oatmel, because he loves me. and i think i need coffee. or tea. yes, caffienated tea. and i need kristin, more than i need to breathe right now.
so maybe i'll go make some tea and call her.
i wonder what time i get out of work today.
that man, is probably what keeps me alive. i look forward to coming to work every day, and when i wake up at 6:45 after getting home at 3:30 in the morning, i think about how fun he'll be and how much i'll love being at work instead of sitting at home all alone or sleeping, and i get up, and everythings fine.
so lately, i've learned that adults assume the absolute worst, no matter what the given situation is. and i'm getting ridiculously sick of it.
if i'm tired, i'm not hungover--i'm tired.
if my eyes are red, i'm not stoned- my contacts are dry, and my eyes are irritated.
trust me, please.
i need to move out of my house.
on friday i get my car back, i'll finally have enough money to actually get car insurance, please be ridiculously proud of me, it's taken me months, and it really shouldn't have.
hopefully after that i'll have a little more freedom, and my mom won't act ridiculous everytime i want to leave the house.
ugh.
and jons leaving to go home for a month. and i'm probably going to just completely waste away, and miss him terribly. this is going to be the worst, most ridiculous month of my life.
buuuuut, i think hes playing a show sometime during the month, so hopefully kristin and i will be able to go. and i won't die as much.
yesterday evening, kristin and i were returning bottles for her mom, and we went to wegmans and i talked to people, and kyle hacker was there and he actually talked to me, it was kind of nice to talk to him again, he was stoned out of his mind, and probably had no idea what was going on, but it was nice that we sort of reached a common ground and could be adults about it. he's a really nice kid and hopefully things won't be lame anymore? you never know.
i'm cold, and gino just made me blueberry oatmel, because he loves me. and i think i need coffee. or tea. yes, caffienated tea. and i need kristin, more than i need to breathe right now.
so maybe i'll go make some tea and call her.
i wonder what time i get out of work today.