Give me Life, Give me Pain...
...Give Me Myself Again...
haha, no one can find me here. Essentially no one reads this, well no one from my myspace. I've been needing a place where I can just write and then not be bombarded by accusing questions.
So updates, I'm so sick of school. My cousin is moving to Bellingham, Washington... I am beyond sad. I've removed myself and have been removed by certain people that were in my past. It's surreal, scary, and disturbing. It makes you think about the past when you look at it's future, and wonder all those things said were they just lipservice? Or did they have the best intentions? I'm going to hope for the later, so that I don't get depressed.
Moving on... I have a wonderful Boyfriend, James. We'll have been dating for a month on the 29th. He's so good to me, he makes me feel special, wanted, and he loves my silliness. He writes me poems everyday. I didn't think such a man existed. Boy, am I lucky.
Hmmm Lately I've been mega-ly overwhelmed. It's a mixture of school, time, and money. Two much of one of them not enough of the other two. This summer I'm aiming for two jobs, I don't give a shit. I need to save monies up. I hate the summer time, but I need a vacation. I've become calloused and lackadasical about many things that should be important. My mom says after being so long in a cave, it takes a while for one's eyes to be accoustom to the light... Well not in those words, and she used a name before the cave part.
Hmmm. I can't wait to read this entry a year from now.
haha, no one can find me here. Essentially no one reads this, well no one from my myspace. I've been needing a place where I can just write and then not be bombarded by accusing questions.
So updates, I'm so sick of school. My cousin is moving to Bellingham, Washington... I am beyond sad. I've removed myself and have been removed by certain people that were in my past. It's surreal, scary, and disturbing. It makes you think about the past when you look at it's future, and wonder all those things said were they just lipservice? Or did they have the best intentions? I'm going to hope for the later, so that I don't get depressed.
Moving on... I have a wonderful Boyfriend, James. We'll have been dating for a month on the 29th. He's so good to me, he makes me feel special, wanted, and he loves my silliness. He writes me poems everyday. I didn't think such a man existed. Boy, am I lucky.
Hmmm Lately I've been mega-ly overwhelmed. It's a mixture of school, time, and money. Two much of one of them not enough of the other two. This summer I'm aiming for two jobs, I don't give a shit. I need to save monies up. I hate the summer time, but I need a vacation. I've become calloused and lackadasical about many things that should be important. My mom says after being so long in a cave, it takes a while for one's eyes to be accoustom to the light... Well not in those words, and she used a name before the cave part.
Hmmm. I can't wait to read this entry a year from now.