yipee-cay-ay
You know, I think I have really changed in the last year. This morning, out of interest, I went back and looked at my old journal (the real type, not this lame-say-half-of what-you-mean Live Journal stuff) and I was very, very different. I think I was a lot less self-confident back then, even if I am still kind of self-concious right now. One of my entries said something that was like, "I just don't understand how someone can like me that much, but yay! I'm going to cry when we break up." WHAT. THE. FUCK. Now I'm crazy with the, "he doesn't deserve me!!" stuff. But oh well, heh. Another entry, one that Annie will remember well because it's vair, vair funny was like, "He told her she looked pretty!!!! *lots of spazzed out why doesn't he say that to me words*" It was so funny. And around the end of June last year, I was having a miniature breakdown I was so upset over the reptile thing so I wasn't any fun. I just like tanned all day and hated life. Except when Jenna was over, that was fun. But then it was only fun because she had been dumped recently so we were both hating people together and doing cheery-uppy stuff. I feel better now though, about the funk I was in the past few days, because now I realize how hard this summer is going to rock! My mom is having a hernia about letting me drive to the beach today, though. For some reason she just knows I'm going to get raped and killed walking from Pacific to Atlantic, whatever son. I'm going though, so all is well in this fab world. Cheers!