And I will see you again, I will see you again a long time from now.
So today I decided I needed to be productive to get my mind off things. Right when I woke up, I showered and dragged Caleb and Eric to Walmart, where we got a broom-dustpan contraption and a scrubby sponge. We cleaned the entire room, reorganized it, and bunked the beds so there is more open space. It looks fantastic now, and hopefully stays that way without too much effort. I think they really want to keep it nice, so they'll probably do their best not to get it all gross again.
Then we kind of bummed around for an hour or so until Melanie and Beth showed up to hang out for a while. It was good to see them again, and have some fun around here for once instead of just being bored and doing homework. Beth and I talked for a bit about random shit, and decided to head over to Eggroll Cafe for some tea of bubbles, which was good times. Then we came back, and were all just generally goofy. I got groped a lot, punched, and kicked some ass at guitar hero.
I feel good right now, as good as I've felt the past couple days. Which isn't relatively amazing, but... well, good. I just have crap on my mind, and hopefully it will fade over time, but then again hopefully it won't. I know seeing Melanie and Eric all happy and huggy and such really got me jealous. It's been a long time since I've seen couples together and felt that way, and yeah. That's the reason I want my thoughts to go away. I think I'll just generate my attitude of not caring all over again, it worked for me pretty well last time :P
There's so much more I wish I could say really. I hate that I can't, because it's all really meaningful stuff to me, and I guess right now the only way I can even think to lighten the burden it puts on my mind is to post here, which is helping slightly. I might tell my mom about everything this weekend, she tends to be a good person to vent to, as long as she's not drunk or just in an OCD mood. Hah. Maybe I'll start a paper journal up, I guess that could help too, but then it's just like talking to myself. However, it's not like many people read this either, so it's not all that different.
I hope things are easier for you. And I hope whatever it is you hope to accomplish doing what you're doing is accomplished, and more. I'm glad things worked out the way they did, I really am. I'm glad we're friends, more than I make it sound. :P I'm just a dork. D:
I'm sure I'll look back on this whole entry in a few weeks and call myself an emo fucktard, but then again perhaps I am. Only time will tell...
Then we kind of bummed around for an hour or so until Melanie and Beth showed up to hang out for a while. It was good to see them again, and have some fun around here for once instead of just being bored and doing homework. Beth and I talked for a bit about random shit, and decided to head over to Eggroll Cafe for some tea of bubbles, which was good times. Then we came back, and were all just generally goofy. I got groped a lot, punched, and kicked some ass at guitar hero.
I feel good right now, as good as I've felt the past couple days. Which isn't relatively amazing, but... well, good. I just have crap on my mind, and hopefully it will fade over time, but then again hopefully it won't. I know seeing Melanie and Eric all happy and huggy and such really got me jealous. It's been a long time since I've seen couples together and felt that way, and yeah. That's the reason I want my thoughts to go away. I think I'll just generate my attitude of not caring all over again, it worked for me pretty well last time :P
There's so much more I wish I could say really. I hate that I can't, because it's all really meaningful stuff to me, and I guess right now the only way I can even think to lighten the burden it puts on my mind is to post here, which is helping slightly. I might tell my mom about everything this weekend, she tends to be a good person to vent to, as long as she's not drunk or just in an OCD mood. Hah. Maybe I'll start a paper journal up, I guess that could help too, but then it's just like talking to myself. However, it's not like many people read this either, so it's not all that different.
I hope things are easier for you. And I hope whatever it is you hope to accomplish doing what you're doing is accomplished, and more. I'm glad things worked out the way they did, I really am. I'm glad we're friends, more than I make it sound. :P I'm just a dork. D:
I'm sure I'll look back on this whole entry in a few weeks and call myself an emo fucktard, but then again perhaps I am. Only time will tell...