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You can't help who you fall in love with. You also can't help who falls or doesn't fall in love with you. Life's just weird like that.
"Never give up on something you can't go a week without thinking about."
One of my roommates keeps that quote close by, and I happened to see it again today. Even if you don't give up on something, you can't change the fact that sometimes things give up on you or that they never started.
I have a lot to accomplish tomorrow. I need to go to Wal-mart, do laundry, start/finish my homework, hit up a bookstore, buy shoes for SING, go to the Guerilla Troupe show, possibly edit...gah.
SING is seriously taking over my life. I'm going to miss a second basketball game. For those of you who don't know (which is most of you), I am in a group called the Bear Pit. The terms and conditions of being in this group state that in order to remain a member, you can only miss two basketball games. I've missed one already since I had an extra SING practice last week, and this week we have a light tech. I'm going to have to pay for my shirt, I guess.
I wish I wasn't so confused about...everything. Friends. Boys. Other issues.
My dad is moving to New Braunfels, which means that I am moving to New Braunfels. I'm not sure when it's going to happen, but the house is going to be awesome.
I hate being alone. It's a terrible feeling.
Unfortunately, it's a feeling I've had a lot.
le sigh. C'est la vie.
<3 Becca
"Never give up on something you can't go a week without thinking about."
One of my roommates keeps that quote close by, and I happened to see it again today. Even if you don't give up on something, you can't change the fact that sometimes things give up on you or that they never started.
I have a lot to accomplish tomorrow. I need to go to Wal-mart, do laundry, start/finish my homework, hit up a bookstore, buy shoes for SING, go to the Guerilla Troupe show, possibly edit...gah.
SING is seriously taking over my life. I'm going to miss a second basketball game. For those of you who don't know (which is most of you), I am in a group called the Bear Pit. The terms and conditions of being in this group state that in order to remain a member, you can only miss two basketball games. I've missed one already since I had an extra SING practice last week, and this week we have a light tech. I'm going to have to pay for my shirt, I guess.
I wish I wasn't so confused about...everything. Friends. Boys. Other issues.
My dad is moving to New Braunfels, which means that I am moving to New Braunfels. I'm not sure when it's going to happen, but the house is going to be awesome.
I hate being alone. It's a terrible feeling.
Unfortunately, it's a feeling I've had a lot.
le sigh. C'est la vie.
<3 Becca