50/10
Today is my last day of summer vacay...probably for the rest of my life. I am actually kind of anxious to start classes. That means I can climb back into my usual routine. Hopefully, I can restrain myself from going out every night. I need to get my GPA back up. This is my last semester. I will be getting my degree in January. After that, well...I am still researching my options. Cosmetology school sounds like a plan to me. I have a conncection to getting in a good one, so I need to make some phone calls in the next week. After I graduate, I am thinking about finding a new job. Something different. I need to test myself and the knowledge I have acquired.
I realized today that disliking someone takes so much energy out of me. But, I am a stubborn bitch and don't feel like talking first. If she doesn't give two fucking shits, then neither do I. I am so sick of caring about people and it doesn't get reciprocated. That takes energy too. It's been a month without her, its getting to be routine. I wish she would like at the whole picture and see that it doesn't revolve around one little incident. But people who are totally self-involved don't see the big pictures.
Boys can suck a nut. Seriously, am I the only person that thinks its bizarre to call your ex and start talking about the new "interest"? I do not want to hear that shit. Would you like it if I called you up and started off, in full detail about my new fuck? No, probably not. Lame.
2 months and 18 days until I am 21. Good lord, I cannot wait. My social life will improve...well, not that it is so bad at the moment. But, in my mind:
Bars+Alcohol=New People to Meet.
That equation right there is totally rad. I can go meet some hot boys and dance and get shitfaced with my friends. Aaah yes!
Well, I guess thats my rant for today.
Oh yeah, up north was totally rad. And I happened to have gotten my nose pierced. It looks totally sweet. Ha, there is one thing to be happy about.
I realized today that disliking someone takes so much energy out of me. But, I am a stubborn bitch and don't feel like talking first. If she doesn't give two fucking shits, then neither do I. I am so sick of caring about people and it doesn't get reciprocated. That takes energy too. It's been a month without her, its getting to be routine. I wish she would like at the whole picture and see that it doesn't revolve around one little incident. But people who are totally self-involved don't see the big pictures.
Boys can suck a nut. Seriously, am I the only person that thinks its bizarre to call your ex and start talking about the new "interest"? I do not want to hear that shit. Would you like it if I called you up and started off, in full detail about my new fuck? No, probably not. Lame.
2 months and 18 days until I am 21. Good lord, I cannot wait. My social life will improve...well, not that it is so bad at the moment. But, in my mind:
Bars+Alcohol=New People to Meet.
That equation right there is totally rad. I can go meet some hot boys and dance and get shitfaced with my friends. Aaah yes!
Well, I guess thats my rant for today.
Oh yeah, up north was totally rad. And I happened to have gotten my nose pierced. It looks totally sweet. Ha, there is one thing to be happy about.