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Birthday tomorrow, I feel like things are going. Not poorly or well, but my life has direction, so maybe things are going well. I think every year it gets better, though. I hate myself less and less.
I've got an explosive lovey-dovey feeling in me, and I want to wrap myself up in Ian's arms. Hes doing something sweet, and I like being able to tell people every day about him and things he has done. I also like being able to daydream everywhere, and there is a certain exciting element about this wait. I can't imagine what it'll be like this summer in MICA, I'd like to just sit out with him every day, even if we don't speak, I just want to bask in his greatness. Hes the type of guy I want to introduce to all my friends and my family, mmmm.
Got tests tomorrow, 9 grades if you combine both. Heres to hoping my grandmother doesn't catch pneumonia. I'll keep bargaining with God, though I don't suppose I can put Ian on the table, or MICA, that didn't work last time. Stakes are pretty high, I do suppose, maybe I ought to throw in a breast cancer, too.
I took an Aleve today, because I could, and something feels deliciously dirty about it, I can hear a voice in my head chiming Carmen-is-a-druug-addict. Only, I don't suppose I am. But its the offhand sort of thing you can fantasize about, from time to time. I need to find something interesting to do from now until March, I realized I have no hobbies. Ayy.
I've got an explosive lovey-dovey feeling in me, and I want to wrap myself up in Ian's arms. Hes doing something sweet, and I like being able to tell people every day about him and things he has done. I also like being able to daydream everywhere, and there is a certain exciting element about this wait. I can't imagine what it'll be like this summer in MICA, I'd like to just sit out with him every day, even if we don't speak, I just want to bask in his greatness. Hes the type of guy I want to introduce to all my friends and my family, mmmm.
Got tests tomorrow, 9 grades if you combine both. Heres to hoping my grandmother doesn't catch pneumonia. I'll keep bargaining with God, though I don't suppose I can put Ian on the table, or MICA, that didn't work last time. Stakes are pretty high, I do suppose, maybe I ought to throw in a breast cancer, too.
I took an Aleve today, because I could, and something feels deliciously dirty about it, I can hear a voice in my head chiming Carmen-is-a-druug-addict. Only, I don't suppose I am. But its the offhand sort of thing you can fantasize about, from time to time. I need to find something interesting to do from now until March, I realized I have no hobbies. Ayy.