I'd cut off both your wings...
um...so its been a while since my last entry...a few months. Its a new month, September. Classes start next Wednesday. Woo. Excitement. Yeah...um...where to begin?
I did get to see Incubus and Muse last month in Philly and it was fucking awesome. Ive never been in a mosh pit before, and well I got stuck in one at my first concert. Sweet. I would love to see both of them again...
um...
Im currently seeing a guy...thats something dramatically new in the life of Stefanie. Gasp. We met at the midnight showing of HP5. Haha.
yeah.
things are going well...I mean, pretty well for someone who has never really dated anyone before...
Im going to be an aunt...that is another thing that is totally new in my life. I really dont want to be one right at this moment...
I just cant believe my brother knocked up some chick...he's been with at least a dozen girls in his lifetime, and now he decides to knock one up. "It just happend.." WHAT? Ok, things like this dont just "happend"... have you not heard of birthcontrol and condoms? I really dont want kids after this.
I helped take care of my little cousin (whom I havent spoken to in at least three years...), then my mom just out-of-the blue decides to pop another kid out. WTF? So, Im stuck with a five year old who annoys the SHIT out of me.
Now, I have a neice or a nephew on the way...and my brother is going to be its father...God, shoot me. Please.
sigh...
I forgot how much writing my thoughts out is so relieving...yet, I feel like Im not telling everything...just the highlights of things...
sigh...
so, last night, more like early this morning, I reread all of my journal entries, and it made me realized how fucking depressed I was. I was a suicidal imbecile. WTF. yeah.
Looking back, Ive changed so much as a person, and Im still changing. I guess for the better? I dont know...
It just somedays, I just cant remember what its like to feel like me...Ive forgotten how to think...
I dont know...now Im just rambling on again...
I dont know.
That's it for now.
P&L
I did get to see Incubus and Muse last month in Philly and it was fucking awesome. Ive never been in a mosh pit before, and well I got stuck in one at my first concert. Sweet. I would love to see both of them again...
um...
Im currently seeing a guy...thats something dramatically new in the life of Stefanie. Gasp. We met at the midnight showing of HP5. Haha.
yeah.
things are going well...I mean, pretty well for someone who has never really dated anyone before...
Im going to be an aunt...that is another thing that is totally new in my life. I really dont want to be one right at this moment...
I just cant believe my brother knocked up some chick...he's been with at least a dozen girls in his lifetime, and now he decides to knock one up. "It just happend.." WHAT? Ok, things like this dont just "happend"... have you not heard of birthcontrol and condoms? I really dont want kids after this.
I helped take care of my little cousin (whom I havent spoken to in at least three years...), then my mom just out-of-the blue decides to pop another kid out. WTF? So, Im stuck with a five year old who annoys the SHIT out of me.
Now, I have a neice or a nephew on the way...and my brother is going to be its father...God, shoot me. Please.
sigh...
I forgot how much writing my thoughts out is so relieving...yet, I feel like Im not telling everything...just the highlights of things...
sigh...
so, last night, more like early this morning, I reread all of my journal entries, and it made me realized how fucking depressed I was. I was a suicidal imbecile. WTF. yeah.
Looking back, Ive changed so much as a person, and Im still changing. I guess for the better? I dont know...
It just somedays, I just cant remember what its like to feel like me...Ive forgotten how to think...
I dont know...now Im just rambling on again...
I dont know.
That's it for now.
P&L