thoughts from tampa
so what i was worried about ended up happening on this tampa trip: my sister is cra-cra-crazy and doesn't like leaving the house. i'm stuck not leaving the house. sis, her hubby, a few friends, and i sit at the house all day drinking beer and watching movies. i don't particularly mind it for a day but three days is pushing it. we went to a really cool dive bar for a few hours thursday, but this is not my idea of a vacation. then again amanda is carazay. i'm disappionted because i've spent a bunch of money for a vacation that doesn't feel like a vacation. whatever.
it's hard to admit that every so often i think to myself,"i miss my boyfriend." i stop myself and question that random thought and realize i miss someone being there. it makes me feel lame because i've always tried to be an independent person.
since i've been hanging out with people again the sneaking suspicion that everyone hates me keeps sneaking up. it's freakin me out!
it's hard to admit that every so often i think to myself,"i miss my boyfriend." i stop myself and question that random thought and realize i miss someone being there. it makes me feel lame because i've always tried to be an independent person.
since i've been hanging out with people again the sneaking suspicion that everyone hates me keeps sneaking up. it's freakin me out!