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today is my sister's 26th birthday. happy birthday, kara!!! we are having a party for her tonight at nate and charlotte's house.
i got up this morning and walked to the grocery store to get stuff to make cupcakes for tonight. i almost fell down crossing central avenue on the way back :( it was embarrassing. it has taken more willpower than i thought it would to not eat any of the cupcakes i made. i took a shower and practiced viola (pizzicato, i don't have anymore rosin for my bow). i meant to walk down to brodt's to get rosin and some new music and maybe some staff paper so i can transcribe "you really got a hold on me" into alto clef. does anyone in my social network play violin/viola/cello? i'm itchin' to do some duets. anyway, i was going to go to brodt's but tatia came home on her break from work and i wanted to hang out with her. i live and work with her but i just can't get enough tatia. danny is in town for two nights and he's staying with mark and john down the street. it'll be nice to hang out with him him.
matt and i got into a horrible fight on friday night. it lasted hours. i felt just awful the whole time. he did/said some very unfair and fucked up things and i just couldn't take it anymore. i've had the last few days to think about it and he just isn't the person that i thought he was at all. in fact, he is a lot closer to being the person he was before i met him, before he moved to charlotte. i didn't know him then but i heard all about "old matt." mean, cruel, arrogant, unjustly opinionated, always going out of his way to do fucked up hurtful things to people he said he cared about. i haven't tried to talk to him the last couple days and i'm proud of myself. there isn't anything i can say to him. and i just can't handle sitting there while he tells me i'm wasting my life or that i'm basically not good enough for him. i simply cannot take it anymore. he can take his wrong opinions elsewhere.
like helena's vagina, for example. (nothing against helena. everything against matt.)
i got up this morning and walked to the grocery store to get stuff to make cupcakes for tonight. i almost fell down crossing central avenue on the way back :( it was embarrassing. it has taken more willpower than i thought it would to not eat any of the cupcakes i made. i took a shower and practiced viola (pizzicato, i don't have anymore rosin for my bow). i meant to walk down to brodt's to get rosin and some new music and maybe some staff paper so i can transcribe "you really got a hold on me" into alto clef. does anyone in my social network play violin/viola/cello? i'm itchin' to do some duets. anyway, i was going to go to brodt's but tatia came home on her break from work and i wanted to hang out with her. i live and work with her but i just can't get enough tatia. danny is in town for two nights and he's staying with mark and john down the street. it'll be nice to hang out with him him.
matt and i got into a horrible fight on friday night. it lasted hours. i felt just awful the whole time. he did/said some very unfair and fucked up things and i just couldn't take it anymore. i've had the last few days to think about it and he just isn't the person that i thought he was at all. in fact, he is a lot closer to being the person he was before i met him, before he moved to charlotte. i didn't know him then but i heard all about "old matt." mean, cruel, arrogant, unjustly opinionated, always going out of his way to do fucked up hurtful things to people he said he cared about. i haven't tried to talk to him the last couple days and i'm proud of myself. there isn't anything i can say to him. and i just can't handle sitting there while he tells me i'm wasting my life or that i'm basically not good enough for him. i simply cannot take it anymore. he can take his wrong opinions elsewhere.
like helena's vagina, for example. (nothing against helena. everything against matt.)