We could just pretend, we could just pretend, Yeah Yeah
Entering week two of being alone. Which isn't shaping up so badly after all. Had a pretty busy weekend, thanks muchly to my older bro Tristan for taking me out partying! Much fun was had and it was much fun that was needed. I don't know. Its been cool.
I dont know what is happening with my driving and the beetle. It stresses me out so much. I dread it. I dread the test with every ounce of my being. Argh!
My dad comes back on tuesday.
Clinton is in town for a week. Much joy and love to be had there. Within five minutes of seeing him we were right back where we used to be, chatting like big girls and making evil comments about the world. I miss him tons.
I have been talking to a lot of new people lately and meeting new people and its been good. Really good and lots of fun. But sometimes i still feel like im always giving them so much more. Putting myself completely out there and trying to do and say the right thing and be the great person they want me to be. And yeah. It drains me.
Im very confused about the world right now. Like when people say they miss you and wish they were there to be with you or hang out with you but even though they say that, they never contact you? Or like call or drop by. And you know that you don't enter their mind for more than like a second.
Just call me second girl.
I dont know what is happening with my driving and the beetle. It stresses me out so much. I dread it. I dread the test with every ounce of my being. Argh!
My dad comes back on tuesday.
Clinton is in town for a week. Much joy and love to be had there. Within five minutes of seeing him we were right back where we used to be, chatting like big girls and making evil comments about the world. I miss him tons.
I have been talking to a lot of new people lately and meeting new people and its been good. Really good and lots of fun. But sometimes i still feel like im always giving them so much more. Putting myself completely out there and trying to do and say the right thing and be the great person they want me to be. And yeah. It drains me.
Im very confused about the world right now. Like when people say they miss you and wish they were there to be with you or hang out with you but even though they say that, they never contact you? Or like call or drop by. And you know that you don't enter their mind for more than like a second.
Just call me second girl.