Cherries on top...
This should be relatively short as I am exaughsted (I know that must be spelt incorrectly) and need to go to bed, but I needed to update if only for my own record of my life. Well, I need to state aloud my wonderment at the fact that I'm not looking for a guy, as in really not looking, I mean I'd like a boyfriend, and I like guys, but I really don't need one right now, and heaps of people have been showing a very obvious interest in being with me. My ex is a little interesting as well. Choir being te politic run place that it is has finally driven me over the edge to the stae where I either quit or I jump on a plane and run away from all of my problems (believe me that is a very happy prospect to me)
Sometimes I just wish I could be a wall flower, un-noticed and hidden, not the overlyu passionate person that I am, into everything. It's so hard.
Oh well, my fingers are struggling to type, so I'm sure I'll read this tomorrow and remeber what it was I was saying, without saying it plainly, and I'll write it in my hard copy journal, but for now I'll bid you all a very fond good night.
Cricket/Rach
Sometimes I just wish I could be a wall flower, un-noticed and hidden, not the overlyu passionate person that I am, into everything. It's so hard.
Oh well, my fingers are struggling to type, so I'm sure I'll read this tomorrow and remeber what it was I was saying, without saying it plainly, and I'll write it in my hard copy journal, but for now I'll bid you all a very fond good night.
Cricket/Rach