you could surely try to be more alive.
I just got back from having coffee with Christina. Everytime I come back from doing anything with her, I feel like I've gained some perspective.
I went to Cherry Hill earlier this week to hang out with Barbara and Katie. Lots of candy at this supermarket and talking on the porch. The next day we went to Philly and walked around. Bought a purse for $10 at Urban. I think it's funny that people shop there for clothes that are different and no one else has, but I feel like whenever I make a purchase there, someone always comments and says, "That's from Urban right?" I kind of hate it because I have no interest in talking about fashion. Maybe one day I'll really care where someone got their shirt, but I honestly could care less. Then I almost bought shoes at this thrift store, but they were $19. A little pricey.
So I was thinking. Should I start cursing? I never use "bad words" but I've been considering it. It always makes me laugh when someone curses (depending on the context of course). Should I? Hm.
OMG I was supposed to go to Puerto Rico but that is no longer happening. I don't have much to look forward to anymore. :(
MOB says I am nice because nice people write about their day. I'm actually going to go do that in more detail on my actual journal.
It's so refreshing!
Oh that boy makes me smile.
I want to go back to school so bad. I want to see all my friends and drink some 40z and study in coffee shops.
I want to stop worrying about the future.
Help.
I want for MOB to not have graduated so we can meet up and have bubble tea and study at the student center.
I want for things to go back to the way they were, but I want everything to change.
Basically, I don't know what I want.
Sometimes I wish life were as simple as sitting on my porch drinking lemonade listening to Camera Obscura.
I saw them at Bowery on Friday night.
It was beautiful and if I could be anyone right now, I would be Tracyanne Campbell.
I'm going outside to write in my journal. I'm feeling very inspired.
I went to Cherry Hill earlier this week to hang out with Barbara and Katie. Lots of candy at this supermarket and talking on the porch. The next day we went to Philly and walked around. Bought a purse for $10 at Urban. I think it's funny that people shop there for clothes that are different and no one else has, but I feel like whenever I make a purchase there, someone always comments and says, "That's from Urban right?" I kind of hate it because I have no interest in talking about fashion. Maybe one day I'll really care where someone got their shirt, but I honestly could care less. Then I almost bought shoes at this thrift store, but they were $19. A little pricey.
So I was thinking. Should I start cursing? I never use "bad words" but I've been considering it. It always makes me laugh when someone curses (depending on the context of course). Should I? Hm.
OMG I was supposed to go to Puerto Rico but that is no longer happening. I don't have much to look forward to anymore. :(
MOB says I am nice because nice people write about their day. I'm actually going to go do that in more detail on my actual journal.
It's so refreshing!
Oh that boy makes me smile.
I want to go back to school so bad. I want to see all my friends and drink some 40z and study in coffee shops.
I want to stop worrying about the future.
Help.
I want for MOB to not have graduated so we can meet up and have bubble tea and study at the student center.
I want for things to go back to the way they were, but I want everything to change.
Basically, I don't know what I want.
Sometimes I wish life were as simple as sitting on my porch drinking lemonade listening to Camera Obscura.
I saw them at Bowery on Friday night.
It was beautiful and if I could be anyone right now, I would be Tracyanne Campbell.
I'm going outside to write in my journal. I'm feeling very inspired.