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Its saturday night. I got ahold of someone who can take me back to Muncie, but he cant get here until one in the morning. So much has happened, but nothing has happened at all. I just received a bad voice mail. I really hate drama, but I was asking for it..BEGGING for it with all the stupid stuff I did a couple nights ago. I hate having to take responsibility for my own stupidity because I cant possibly blame it on anyone else. I mean in the end, she should have found out. They would have gotten married miserably ever after. Only for him to cheat on her again and again, maybe bring another poor child into this ever rotting civilization. Forcing them to stay together because of the child or raising it in yet another broken home. I hope I never become a fucking statistic.
I talked to this guy today. He asked what im all about. And I asked him what he wanted to know. The first thing he asked about was when the last time I had eaten peanut butter. Why cant I meet more people like that? Especially in my area code.
I guess this is going to be a long post. I wonder where Im going to be in 6 months. When my lease is up and I am free to fly anywhere I want. Away from my CRAZY emotionally unstable roomates. Away from all the fakeness only to find new exciting fakeness. God, I probably wont even leave. I will probably stay in my little hole and hate the fact that Im staying in my little hole just because im probably emotionally a little massochistic. But arent we all just a little. My favorite band right now is Bright eyes and theres this one song called Haligh where he says, "As I sing and sing of awful things, the pleasure that my sadness brings" I always love that line. Man I sound all depressed but Im really not. I just havent been alone for a while and I have been by myself for 2 nights now. I remember now why I always surround myself with people, cause when your alone you think to much. Hey sarah, if you read this. I really love you man. Sorry I cant hang out with you sunday cause I have to work 2 to 6. Unless for some reason you are still here at 6. But I dont want you to drive in the dark. You can stop by sam goody if you want man. I'll let you still some precious Ani albums. Woohoo. Actually, im going to call you right now.
I talked to this guy today. He asked what im all about. And I asked him what he wanted to know. The first thing he asked about was when the last time I had eaten peanut butter. Why cant I meet more people like that? Especially in my area code.
I guess this is going to be a long post. I wonder where Im going to be in 6 months. When my lease is up and I am free to fly anywhere I want. Away from my CRAZY emotionally unstable roomates. Away from all the fakeness only to find new exciting fakeness. God, I probably wont even leave. I will probably stay in my little hole and hate the fact that Im staying in my little hole just because im probably emotionally a little massochistic. But arent we all just a little. My favorite band right now is Bright eyes and theres this one song called Haligh where he says, "As I sing and sing of awful things, the pleasure that my sadness brings" I always love that line. Man I sound all depressed but Im really not. I just havent been alone for a while and I have been by myself for 2 nights now. I remember now why I always surround myself with people, cause when your alone you think to much. Hey sarah, if you read this. I really love you man. Sorry I cant hang out with you sunday cause I have to work 2 to 6. Unless for some reason you are still here at 6. But I dont want you to drive in the dark. You can stop by sam goody if you want man. I'll let you still some precious Ani albums. Woohoo. Actually, im going to call you right now.