These things are almost always so weird.
I don't really have much to say. I just thought I'd post.
I really want revenge, but I just don't care that much to attain it. I don't care about attaining it because: 1: it's too much work 2: I'm not that mean 3: I'll always care to some degree, but I won't always forget. Plus I'd feel really bad about the whole thing. I can't really stay mad. Others wouldn't agree, but...it's just my nature.
I saw her Wednesday--for the first time in ages. it was weird. She was a wreck from 4 days of no sleep anndddd constant partying. I told her she needed to sleep, but I also said that I thought she bulked up. I really think she has. But I mean that in the muscle fashion, not the you're-getting-fat-fashion. she took it offensively. I told her not to, but she did anyway. Apparently I'm mean now. I don't really know why my slight attitude towards her comes to any shock to anyone. What role am I really supposed to play now? There's no script, and frankly...I suck at improv. But...ya know...whatever. I'll be there. It'll get better the more I actually put myself in these situations. Heh. Just hope its sooner than later.
But...anyway...
I like getting drunk. A lot actually. Straight people are fun to party with. Gay people have way too much fucking drama.
I am going to start being more of a hermit than I already am. guitar and marble falls may turn into my life soon. Sounds like a pretty good combination to me. Come the end of January is a birthday I'm not sure how I should celebrate, February contains Valentine's Day (which I couldn't give two shits about) and my birthday. I don't know how I want to celebrate my birthday or if I want to at all. Maybe I just want to go home and play guitar. Actually, I just want the first six months of this whole year to fast foward. Minus the good parts. At those designated times, God has my permission to push play. =) Hope he's appreciative. I need his help more than ever...
Hearts: 0 Broken Hearts: 3
Night.
- Katie
I really want revenge, but I just don't care that much to attain it. I don't care about attaining it because: 1: it's too much work 2: I'm not that mean 3: I'll always care to some degree, but I won't always forget. Plus I'd feel really bad about the whole thing. I can't really stay mad. Others wouldn't agree, but...it's just my nature.
I saw her Wednesday--for the first time in ages. it was weird. She was a wreck from 4 days of no sleep anndddd constant partying. I told her she needed to sleep, but I also said that I thought she bulked up. I really think she has. But I mean that in the muscle fashion, not the you're-getting-fat-fashion. she took it offensively. I told her not to, but she did anyway. Apparently I'm mean now. I don't really know why my slight attitude towards her comes to any shock to anyone. What role am I really supposed to play now? There's no script, and frankly...I suck at improv. But...ya know...whatever. I'll be there. It'll get better the more I actually put myself in these situations. Heh. Just hope its sooner than later.
But...anyway...
I like getting drunk. A lot actually. Straight people are fun to party with. Gay people have way too much fucking drama.
I am going to start being more of a hermit than I already am. guitar and marble falls may turn into my life soon. Sounds like a pretty good combination to me. Come the end of January is a birthday I'm not sure how I should celebrate, February contains Valentine's Day (which I couldn't give two shits about) and my birthday. I don't know how I want to celebrate my birthday or if I want to at all. Maybe I just want to go home and play guitar. Actually, I just want the first six months of this whole year to fast foward. Minus the good parts. At those designated times, God has my permission to push play. =) Hope he's appreciative. I need his help more than ever...
Hearts: 0 Broken Hearts: 3
Night.
- Katie