You deserve more, I say.
I hate hate hate driving across county lines and county lines and county lines by myself. But I like that I know I can make it on my own. I hate hate hate that headache I get from playing my music too loud. There is no upside to that.
Maybe the funniest thing that's happened all week is getting challenged to a thumb war. I now thoroughly miss the concentration it takes to play and the overwhelming pride that comes with kicking a freshman's ass.
I win.
Yesterday during the Yearbook Layout seminar, I drew pictures with a boy in a brown cordoruoy jacket-- it helped me get my mind off the guilt. (The kind that turns everything in your stomach into concrete blocks.) 'Cause when I'm not being a total sweetheart, I'm being a total basketcase.
But people are allowed chances, right? So hopefully I'll start being the former a bit more than the latter.
Right now I smell like my shampoo and I don't think I'm ever going to take off my mocassins.
Maybe the funniest thing that's happened all week is getting challenged to a thumb war. I now thoroughly miss the concentration it takes to play and the overwhelming pride that comes with kicking a freshman's ass.
I win.
Yesterday during the Yearbook Layout seminar, I drew pictures with a boy in a brown cordoruoy jacket-- it helped me get my mind off the guilt. (The kind that turns everything in your stomach into concrete blocks.) 'Cause when I'm not being a total sweetheart, I'm being a total basketcase.
But people are allowed chances, right? So hopefully I'll start being the former a bit more than the latter.
Right now I smell like my shampoo and I don't think I'm ever going to take off my mocassins.