Love is Good Sometimes
OK talk about idiot. i didnt even know it was friday until this morning at 7:15am. i swear to god it was a thursday. so being that thats how the day started off BEING A FLIPPIN FRIDAY it was alright. we dissected a squid in bio which was surprisingly cool. 100 times better than that earthworm. and then i got a 100% on my chemistry test. i was so proud of myself. gosh see not studying DOES pay off! and then the rest of the day pretty much sucked balls. but whatever. i could barely stay awake in 7th hour and then on the bus me and crystal sat together (cassie and candace werent there today) and i leaned on the window and she leaned on me and we both fell asleep. it was so cute. i was so happy just because me and her were together sleeping. gosh im telling you simple things ROCK! i love her so much, both her and candace! i cant believe its been 4 years. and 4 years of complete bliss might i add. i started to cry when she got off the bus (the stop before mine) because i missed her already (okay nows the time to say AWWW lol). gosh im such a baby. and its not like a lezbo love dont worry! its just shes like my sister but better! because we dont fight oftenly at all and its just when im with them everythings ok and i dont care. i mean i dont care originally but i get happy when im with them and nothing else matters. the feeling is so indescribable that ill just stop now. yeah so i went home, got bitched at, and went to the kravitz center for spotlight on young musicians for my brother. ive gone for like 4 years now and this was my favorite partly because it wasnt as long and the music rocked! there was an awesome jazz band and it was just relaxing. and then me and char just sat there the whole time being idiots. i wore this BRIGHT red short dress with white polka dots all over and i wore my hair in pig tails and char kept telling me i looked like daisy duke. it was so funny. and then we got in the car and we were talking about the past and stuff and all the stupid things we did once. it was a blast. and now im home and somewhat i dont even know. feelings mean nothing. like who cares if youre happy or sad because tommorw it wont matter anyways because then youll feel differently. so might as well not feel at all, right? maybe not. idk. im just tired. im out <3 heart rachel