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This week went by fast. It was nice.
I have nothing to say tho.
I french braided my hair. I havent done that since before senior year. I miss it.
Im getting a second tattoo. Christmas break when I go home. Two friends and I are going together and each getting one. Im really xcited!!
Theres something wrong, but its not like OMG wrong, more like, Hmmmmmm wrong. Like I dont know why its happening all the sudden and why it bothers me. But I dont think I want to write about it b/c I dont know how or why I feel this way. But Im beginning to hate memories, b/c I cant stop thinking about them. And I dont want to. And no, this doesnt have to do with a silly boy, not break up memories. Its way more life.
"Memories, are overrated, all they do is get you damn frustrated." Thats from a country song, and everytime I hear that line, I have to laugh, b/c who wouldnt want memories? But now they are really starting to get on my nerves.
EDIT-------
Its Saturday morning now, and last night I made this post and then did laundry and was in bed about 330. I tried not thinking about those memories, THEN I HAVE A FUCKING DREAM ABOUT IT. And then I get up about noon, and I find out its Parents Weekend here at UT, and there is a parents brunch downstairs. Pour Salt on my Wound, why dont you. So I got dressed and went down there and saw all the lil happy students with all their lil happy parents and I wanted to cry.
This weekend sucks ballz.
This song just started playing when I finished this post, and it made me laugh, b/c the memories it reminds me of are actually good ones that I dont mind being reminded of. Haha. And it made me smile.
I have nothing to say tho.
I french braided my hair. I havent done that since before senior year. I miss it.
Im getting a second tattoo. Christmas break when I go home. Two friends and I are going together and each getting one. Im really xcited!!
Theres something wrong, but its not like OMG wrong, more like, Hmmmmmm wrong. Like I dont know why its happening all the sudden and why it bothers me. But I dont think I want to write about it b/c I dont know how or why I feel this way. But Im beginning to hate memories, b/c I cant stop thinking about them. And I dont want to. And no, this doesnt have to do with a silly boy, not break up memories. Its way more life.
"Memories, are overrated, all they do is get you damn frustrated." Thats from a country song, and everytime I hear that line, I have to laugh, b/c who wouldnt want memories? But now they are really starting to get on my nerves.
EDIT-------
Its Saturday morning now, and last night I made this post and then did laundry and was in bed about 330. I tried not thinking about those memories, THEN I HAVE A FUCKING DREAM ABOUT IT. And then I get up about noon, and I find out its Parents Weekend here at UT, and there is a parents brunch downstairs. Pour Salt on my Wound, why dont you. So I got dressed and went down there and saw all the lil happy students with all their lil happy parents and I wanted to cry.
This weekend sucks ballz.
This song just started playing when I finished this post, and it made me laugh, b/c the memories it reminds me of are actually good ones that I dont mind being reminded of. Haha. And it made me smile.