Life Is An Endless Circle
Sometimes I have trouble determining what was real and what was just a dream. I wake up and know that I had a dream, but it feels so real. Later in the day I forget if I really said or did the things I thought I did. I wonder if there is a truth to my dreams or if they are just figments of my imagination. I've also really been feeling a lot of deja vu. My life seems like I've lived it already. Everything is programed inside me to do certain things at the given time. I feel like I've already done everything I'm supposed to do in my life so now I'm living inside a broken record. It keeps playing the same annoying little tune over and over. My faults never go away and I keep making the same mistakes. I don't want to be like that anymore, but I can't change my fate.
Trista emailed me. It seems that she is upset that I blocked her. She is going to lie to me about everything if I don't unblock her. Then why would I want to talk to her if she is going to lie to me? Why do I want to talk to her and help her and be her friend if she is going to spread lies about me? She wants to use me to get closer to Chris and it's not going to work this time. I still don't know what I'm going to say to her, but I don't think it'll be pretty. We'll see, maybe I'll take the high road this time.
I'm not going to be cheerleading for basketball this year. I sacrificed a lot for the squad and now I don't know if I want to be on it ever again. All of the stereotypes about cheerleaders are true, but there are those few people who make all the shit worthwhile. Friends are made and fun times are had. I'll miss it a lot, but there isn't anything I can do about it now.
Trista emailed me. It seems that she is upset that I blocked her. She is going to lie to me about everything if I don't unblock her. Then why would I want to talk to her if she is going to lie to me? Why do I want to talk to her and help her and be her friend if she is going to spread lies about me? She wants to use me to get closer to Chris and it's not going to work this time. I still don't know what I'm going to say to her, but I don't think it'll be pretty. We'll see, maybe I'll take the high road this time.
I'm not going to be cheerleading for basketball this year. I sacrificed a lot for the squad and now I don't know if I want to be on it ever again. All of the stereotypes about cheerleaders are true, but there are those few people who make all the shit worthwhile. Friends are made and fun times are had. I'll miss it a lot, but there isn't anything I can do about it now.