bahhh
Last night I went to Swayze's with Monika, John, and Emma. I had a great time. I was really into it, even if I didn't know all the bands. They were great. I liked Near Miss a lot. And Fox Trotsky was great. The guys in the band are really nice and it was my second time seein em. I felt bad Mason's string broke, and they supposedly lost somethin on stage. But the show still kicked ass none the less. The song about Monika's ass was good too. Anyways, yeah like I said I felt really into it the whole night and I just danced a lot. Not many people were really dancing, but there were these two guys that were pretty fun. One spun me around on his shoulder. He was cool. I got on John's shoulders and probably like injured him for life cuz I'm heavy as hell. It was good to see him also. I hadn't since the last day of school. We talked to some kids outside and they were really nice. They let us have some of their peanut butter, and didn't mind us using our fingers. That was nice of them. It's nice meeting people you can relate to instead of always bein around the same people at Woodward and stuff. I don't know, dancing is just a really good way to let problems and stress out. I sorta just forgot about stuff for that night. So, everyone was really great. Good job.
I'm still thinking a lot about stuff and a certain situation. I honestly don't know if "following my heart" is the right thing to do this time. I mean yeah, that's supposed to work everytime... but I just don't know about that this time. I still need to talk to one more person I think before I make any decisions. Ah, it's hard having to make decisions because I have never really had to make one like this before. I don't know what to do... Ahhhhhh! I need help, really bad.
I hate being confused.
make my bed my grave and shovel dirt onto my sheets....
i'm good to go and i'm goin nowhere fast..
... i'm good to go... but it looks like i'm still on my own
i'm good to go for somethin golden, though the motions i've been goin through have failed. i'm coasting on potential towards a wall at a hundred miles an hour.