8 Mile on VH1 for black history month. hahahaha.
Today this stupid man in my math class told me that I remind him of Ally Sheedy, from The Breakfast Club. I was really just annoyed by that fucking retarded comment, because I am nothing like her, in any way at all. I didn't go to english today, because I don't have my paper done. I need to get on this shit. I've already decided that I am not going to go to school next semester. I can't deal with living at home anymore, and I can't deal with being this poor.
I got a good night of sleep last night, and I slept in pretty late today. I was energized, and natural energy really does feel so much better than any pill. Patrick has called me every single day/night (they melt together) since the night I said I was done with him forever. With great effort, I've ignored every call...but I am starting to crack. If he calls again tomorrow, I think I'll answer. I just can't deal with no closure. I still want to get him out of my life, but I need to do it in a more mature way. Something other than saying "FINE, BYE!" and hanging up on him.
I feel really weird knowing that I have no one to call if I ever really need someone. What with Alexa living in Florida, Jen going to school at Western (and pretty much forgetting about me), and Patrick having turned into a different person, I just feel really strange. There isn't that sense of comfort in the back of my mind that there will always be someone.
Really, I just feel like there is a lot of things that I need to get sorted out, settled, figured out, or simply FINISHED, right now. It's kind of overwhelming. But stepping out of my head, ignoring the unremitting thoughts in my mind, and just looking at everything going on, I have to say that nothing is really bad, except how I feel about him. Besides that, shit is mediocre. Alright, bye.
I got a good night of sleep last night, and I slept in pretty late today. I was energized, and natural energy really does feel so much better than any pill. Patrick has called me every single day/night (they melt together) since the night I said I was done with him forever. With great effort, I've ignored every call...but I am starting to crack. If he calls again tomorrow, I think I'll answer. I just can't deal with no closure. I still want to get him out of my life, but I need to do it in a more mature way. Something other than saying "FINE, BYE!" and hanging up on him.
I feel really weird knowing that I have no one to call if I ever really need someone. What with Alexa living in Florida, Jen going to school at Western (and pretty much forgetting about me), and Patrick having turned into a different person, I just feel really strange. There isn't that sense of comfort in the back of my mind that there will always be someone.
Really, I just feel like there is a lot of things that I need to get sorted out, settled, figured out, or simply FINISHED, right now. It's kind of overwhelming. But stepping out of my head, ignoring the unremitting thoughts in my mind, and just looking at everything going on, I have to say that nothing is really bad, except how I feel about him. Besides that, shit is mediocre. Alright, bye.