MVD
Last night I tried not to think of anything. After the break up, I hung out at Blockbuster and talked to Lee for a good hour. Then came home, and just did graphic design stuff to old pictures. I really didn't want to talk to anyone, but my Mom wouldn't shut the hell up about it. I left the house around 8:20. I went over Sean's and some other dude was there. We all just sorta chilled. I kept myself busy by playing DDR. Then we went to the movies. We saw Kung Fu Hustle. I wanted to see something happy but it didn't seem to change my mood. Throghout the entire evening, I tried to force myself not to think about it and to be happy and chipper. After the movie once we were in the car, I finaly, weather by accident or by exhaustion thought about it. It was like someone dropped my bowling ball ontop of my and it landed on my stomach. It threw me completly out of skew. I can't really explain it. After we got back I talked to sean until I fell asleep. I kept waking up. I went to work for 7. And that brings me to now.
In conclusion, I wish things had been different, but it was the best course of action for the circumstances.
In conclusion, I wish things had been different, but it was the best course of action for the circumstances.