Crappy week
This week sucked majorly. I planned on doing three things one way, but everything basically got ruined. Like getting lost, having to reschedule, or having no room. Prolly doesn't sound that bad, but wandering for hours in the cold, having to take a useless trip wasting a few bucks and about two or three hours of your time, having the most convenient and profitable job taken away... it's not fun at all. None of them are worth my time... I don't know why I'm doing it. To keep myself busy, to collapse from being so tired, just so I won't think of you. I think of you less and less all the time, but when something happens that would upset me, that does not get less and less at all.
If only I could make everything what it was originally supposed to be, then I'd be fine right now.
I hate that that boy is a major asshole, but he's so freaking good looking. And I had to dance in front of him and I kept messing up, and I'm not a dancer at all. =/
I wish I could move my body like some of the girls I'm dancing with.
I wish I could make friends easier.
I wish I didn't have to lie to my roommates so they wouldn't realize how stupid I am, and tell me that it's all not worth it.
I wish I were back in high school.
Maybe next week will be better...
If only I could make everything what it was originally supposed to be, then I'd be fine right now.
I hate that that boy is a major asshole, but he's so freaking good looking. And I had to dance in front of him and I kept messing up, and I'm not a dancer at all. =/
I wish I could move my body like some of the girls I'm dancing with.
I wish I could make friends easier.
I wish I didn't have to lie to my roommates so they wouldn't realize how stupid I am, and tell me that it's all not worth it.
I wish I were back in high school.
Maybe next week will be better...