"today there was an uproar in the scene..."
I need to stop overreacting. I need to stop analyzing everything so meticulously. I need to take everything day by day. And just calm the fuck down.
Things aren't perfect, but I've got what I need. I've got the best friends that anyone could ever ask for. Whether it's just driving around, having them visit me at Cold Stone, or making them listen to my petty, insignificant problems...they are all always able to put a smile on my face. Just seeing them makes me happy. Finally, I got my boy. After three long years, the curse has been broken. And I'm really happy. The prom date will be worked out shortly. Ironically it's not Jake.
Cold Stone sucks because they're stealing my weekends away from me. We now have like a 10 person crew instead of the usual 194 people that were on the schedule for the longest time, so of course I'm getting more hours than I had previously been getting. Whatever. I don't get paid enough for all the work I do there.
My hair smells really good. But I'm hungry.
I had a dream that I broke edge and then rode a motorcycle.
I have this terrible bruise on the inside of my thigh and I have no idea where it came from, but it hurts like hell.
Things aren't perfect, but I've got what I need. I've got the best friends that anyone could ever ask for. Whether it's just driving around, having them visit me at Cold Stone, or making them listen to my petty, insignificant problems...they are all always able to put a smile on my face. Just seeing them makes me happy. Finally, I got my boy. After three long years, the curse has been broken. And I'm really happy. The prom date will be worked out shortly. Ironically it's not Jake.
Cold Stone sucks because they're stealing my weekends away from me. We now have like a 10 person crew instead of the usual 194 people that were on the schedule for the longest time, so of course I'm getting more hours than I had previously been getting. Whatever. I don't get paid enough for all the work I do there.
My hair smells really good. But I'm hungry.
I had a dream that I broke edge and then rode a motorcycle.
I have this terrible bruise on the inside of my thigh and I have no idea where it came from, but it hurts like hell.