I MISS YOU SO MUCH
Justin has people over tonight. And I just feel awkward in my own house. Which totally stinks.
But, it's okay.
And I have never had butterflies in my stomach for this much time before. And it's freaking me out a little bit.
And every time I heard the phone ring today I said a silent prayer that it would be you...even though I knew it wasn't.
And I want to watch a sappy chick-flick that makes me cry myself to sleep tonight because I'm just in one of those moods. Who am I kidding? I'm always in the mood to do that. But, I can't really because Justin's friends are here...and that would be extra awkward to cry in front of them, don't you think?
(For the record, this is not a bad thing...I just like to watch sentimental movies and I love to cry. It's so refreshing. I just hate doing it in front of people.)
So, how about I have this humongous rash all over my upper body right now. And it is sooooo annoying.
And my mom says she thinks it's nerves.
She blames everything on my mood.
"It's stress," "It's nerves," "Well, maybe you are just feeling that way because you are anxious."
The sad part: She's probably right.
I AM SO ITCHY!!!
Well, I don't know what else to say...
Sooo...
The End.
But, it's okay.
And I have never had butterflies in my stomach for this much time before. And it's freaking me out a little bit.
And every time I heard the phone ring today I said a silent prayer that it would be you...even though I knew it wasn't.
And I want to watch a sappy chick-flick that makes me cry myself to sleep tonight because I'm just in one of those moods. Who am I kidding? I'm always in the mood to do that. But, I can't really because Justin's friends are here...and that would be extra awkward to cry in front of them, don't you think?
(For the record, this is not a bad thing...I just like to watch sentimental movies and I love to cry. It's so refreshing. I just hate doing it in front of people.)
So, how about I have this humongous rash all over my upper body right now. And it is sooooo annoying.
And my mom says she thinks it's nerves.
She blames everything on my mood.
"It's stress," "It's nerves," "Well, maybe you are just feeling that way because you are anxious."
The sad part: She's probably right.
I AM SO ITCHY!!!
Well, I don't know what else to say...
Sooo...
The End.