i think i need a new heart
So I need to move onto better things.
San Francisco for one...
My father issued a stern warning that in order to pay for my college adventure up North they are taking out a student loan in my name so they can always "pull their funds" if I start screwing around. Well shit... I was considering taking on the role of the family fuck-up...
Today, I hit the worst I have felt in a few weeks. Chanelle told Nadia that she was for sure going to leave for Fashion Island right after she gets back from her vacation. I feel nauseous even thinking about it. After the hell I experienced with Zobelle at Sunglass Hut, I cannot help but be scared to death. I don't understand how I have made up my mind that I can be ready to leave my city but I can't stand to think about Chanelle leaving the store. Although, I guess my decision to leave had something to do with today because I think I realized that I have nothing left here. Jobs come and go, my friends from high school came and went, and I think I have had just about enough of surfers, non-english speakers, the 405, the mall, Huntington Beach (and everyone who thinks it is really "chill" to live there), the fish on my shower curtain, and a certain red-head in my History class.
Please pray or send cheesecake. Seriously.
San Francisco for one...
My father issued a stern warning that in order to pay for my college adventure up North they are taking out a student loan in my name so they can always "pull their funds" if I start screwing around. Well shit... I was considering taking on the role of the family fuck-up...
Today, I hit the worst I have felt in a few weeks. Chanelle told Nadia that she was for sure going to leave for Fashion Island right after she gets back from her vacation. I feel nauseous even thinking about it. After the hell I experienced with Zobelle at Sunglass Hut, I cannot help but be scared to death. I don't understand how I have made up my mind that I can be ready to leave my city but I can't stand to think about Chanelle leaving the store. Although, I guess my decision to leave had something to do with today because I think I realized that I have nothing left here. Jobs come and go, my friends from high school came and went, and I think I have had just about enough of surfers, non-english speakers, the 405, the mall, Huntington Beach (and everyone who thinks it is really "chill" to live there), the fish on my shower curtain, and a certain red-head in my History class.
Please pray or send cheesecake. Seriously.