Zzzz...wha??
Back in Greenville!! Aka, G-vegas. I guess I'm happy to be home.
I was thinking about deleting this journal because no one ever reads it anymore, but I kind of missed it. Plus, Stephanie begged me to bring it back. :P So, it's back by popular demand...sort of.
I don't know, I guess I feel like there's so much going on lately that I don't really feel like posting online, whether or not I lock it or make it private or whatever. I can't even be honest with myself inside my own head a lot of the time, so how the hell am I going to say what I need to say on something like livejournal? Does that make sense? Then again, I hardly ever make serious posts anyways...just random stuff about my day. So, that's okay, I guess...?
I don't know, my life is just special I guess. Things are okay. Even good sometimes. Still don't know about my major, but I'm getting sick of talking about that and I think I'm pissing everyone off, so I'll shut up about that. I get to see my boyfriend and that's good. It keeps me sane. Finally got to talk to Stephanie today, a good long talk about...death, cockroaches, and other gross/morbid stuff. I love her so much! I really can talk about anything with her. ANYTHING. For example, we decided that I want to be cremated when I die, and that I want to die first, before anyone else I know, so I won't have to grieve them...haha jk, not really, but I don't know how many people's deaths I'll be able to bear in my life. People who are close to me, I mean. I don't know. I usuallly don't go around thinking about stuff like that, but she has a habit of worming it out of me. I feel better afterwards.
I also felt tons better (about the major thing) after Mat gave me a pep-talk of sorts Monday night, when I was upset about it and kept sucking at pool and being quiet and freaky when we went to ihop and such. (I was even freaking Billy out...ha. You know I must have been acting pretty damn weird then). So I'm not stressing about it nearly as much now. Just a little bit.
And then there's other random stuff...like what the hell is that huge box in the living room all about? It's a Christmas present for me, but Mom won't tell me what it is. I tried guessing today, like a million times, but I couldn't figure it out. And then there are other people who just act weird all the time pretty much. Like when Kioh decided to randomly text me late last Wednesday night (last week, not last night). We texted all Thursday and Friday, then silence once again. Saw him three times since then, twice with his friend Scott. All three times, I was either with Mat, with Billy, or with Mat and Billy. Not a word was spoken between us; it was like I didn't exist. I don't get it. Why would someone just randomly text you, tell you he misses you, and then act like you're...well...nothing? Hmm. I don't really know, but I also know I don't really care. It's not like I like him like that anymore or anything. Duh. I just wish we could be friends. Why can't he....mehhhh. Why am I even typing this.
I miss Mat. I just had the most vivid dream. But I'm not gonna tell you what it was. Haha. (Nothing like THAT, by the way...it was G-rated. My dreams always are. Damn it.)
Billy just called me and woke me up. There's some kind of party downtown he wants me to go to. Sounds like a lot of (former) Greenville High people, some of which I already know. I might go, I'm not sure. Depends what time I get finished with dinner with the fam.
Haha, I love REO Speedwagon.
This trip home isn't sucking as much as I thought it would. I went shopping today. (That makes me sound like such a girl, doesn't it.) I got a new purse, some books at B&N, and a new box of hair dye. My roots are showing. You'll just have to wait and see what color it is. I'll post pictures on my Facebook if it turns out okay. If it doesn't...well...
About to eat a home-cooked meal! Yippy skippy. Bye for now.
~Kristin
I was thinking about deleting this journal because no one ever reads it anymore, but I kind of missed it. Plus, Stephanie begged me to bring it back. :P So, it's back by popular demand...sort of.
I don't know, I guess I feel like there's so much going on lately that I don't really feel like posting online, whether or not I lock it or make it private or whatever. I can't even be honest with myself inside my own head a lot of the time, so how the hell am I going to say what I need to say on something like livejournal? Does that make sense? Then again, I hardly ever make serious posts anyways...just random stuff about my day. So, that's okay, I guess...?
I don't know, my life is just special I guess. Things are okay. Even good sometimes. Still don't know about my major, but I'm getting sick of talking about that and I think I'm pissing everyone off, so I'll shut up about that. I get to see my boyfriend and that's good. It keeps me sane. Finally got to talk to Stephanie today, a good long talk about...death, cockroaches, and other gross/morbid stuff. I love her so much! I really can talk about anything with her. ANYTHING. For example, we decided that I want to be cremated when I die, and that I want to die first, before anyone else I know, so I won't have to grieve them...haha jk, not really, but I don't know how many people's deaths I'll be able to bear in my life. People who are close to me, I mean. I don't know. I usuallly don't go around thinking about stuff like that, but she has a habit of worming it out of me. I feel better afterwards.
I also felt tons better (about the major thing) after Mat gave me a pep-talk of sorts Monday night, when I was upset about it and kept sucking at pool and being quiet and freaky when we went to ihop and such. (I was even freaking Billy out...ha. You know I must have been acting pretty damn weird then). So I'm not stressing about it nearly as much now. Just a little bit.
And then there's other random stuff...like what the hell is that huge box in the living room all about? It's a Christmas present for me, but Mom won't tell me what it is. I tried guessing today, like a million times, but I couldn't figure it out. And then there are other people who just act weird all the time pretty much. Like when Kioh decided to randomly text me late last Wednesday night (last week, not last night). We texted all Thursday and Friday, then silence once again. Saw him three times since then, twice with his friend Scott. All three times, I was either with Mat, with Billy, or with Mat and Billy. Not a word was spoken between us; it was like I didn't exist. I don't get it. Why would someone just randomly text you, tell you he misses you, and then act like you're...well...nothing? Hmm. I don't really know, but I also know I don't really care. It's not like I like him like that anymore or anything. Duh. I just wish we could be friends. Why can't he....mehhhh. Why am I even typing this.
I miss Mat. I just had the most vivid dream. But I'm not gonna tell you what it was. Haha. (Nothing like THAT, by the way...it was G-rated. My dreams always are. Damn it.)
Billy just called me and woke me up. There's some kind of party downtown he wants me to go to. Sounds like a lot of (former) Greenville High people, some of which I already know. I might go, I'm not sure. Depends what time I get finished with dinner with the fam.
Haha, I love REO Speedwagon.
This trip home isn't sucking as much as I thought it would. I went shopping today. (That makes me sound like such a girl, doesn't it.) I got a new purse, some books at B&N, and a new box of hair dye. My roots are showing. You'll just have to wait and see what color it is. I'll post pictures on my Facebook if it turns out okay. If it doesn't...well...
About to eat a home-cooked meal! Yippy skippy. Bye for now.
~Kristin