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Ahh I have such a fucking cough. It's so disgusting, seriously.. like, I'm coughing up things and it just does not sound healthy at all. God, I really wish I could take cold medicine without my mom thinking I'm gunna overdose on it. Bitch.
Anyways, sleep last night was effing impossible and I don't know why.. I tried going to bed 3 times before I actually fell asleep. I ended up going to bed at 12:30 after talking to Andrew and pissing him off since he's the one supposed to play hard to get, not me.. whoops. :o) That kid is so awesome, I fucking love him.
So.. I guess Kristen and I are friends again. Whenever we fight, we don't stay mad at each other for that long, which is a good thing. She said she was going to back off Porter but I think she has more rights than I do at this point.. I feel bad though, because I kinda think I'm making her back off Porter. She says she's just trying to be a good friend, but I feel bad about it nonetheless.
Hmm.. so last night, I danced in the rain. I don't know why, nor do I know for how long, but I danced in the rain. I went outside and was just spinning around in circles in my driveway and running around.. I felt like I did when I was younger, innocent and carefree. I miss the days where I could actually feel that way, since I think we all know I'm not the most innocent of people now.. it was just really fun, and a good way to get myself thinking about a lot of things on my mind.
I still can't believe what Jason told me. Every good thought about this person has just completely gone away. Maybe it's because of my history with the situation..? I don't know, but the thought of it just makes me really uncomfortable and kind of sickens me. Although, the situation has given me some sort of a creative spark..
Hmm.. my writing. There's something that hasn't been brought up in a while. I've just been having really bad writer's block, and everything I write is something forced, something I absolutely hate. I've written a couple of songs, but that's about it. I'm attempting to start a story, but I'm still having difficulty with doing that for some reason. I mean, I have the story idea in my head, but I just don't know how to say it or what I want to do with the story and the sub-stories and whatnot. It's just all such an effing pain in the ass. I can't believe I want to do something I suck at this much for a living.. oh well. I'm thinking about starting a journal for just my writing. Tell me if you think it's a good idea.
You need to comment right now, since I just wasted 20 fucking minutes writing this when I should be dying of my horrid cough and getting ready for another day at my fine educational institution.
Anyways, sleep last night was effing impossible and I don't know why.. I tried going to bed 3 times before I actually fell asleep. I ended up going to bed at 12:30 after talking to Andrew and pissing him off since he's the one supposed to play hard to get, not me.. whoops. :o) That kid is so awesome, I fucking love him.
So.. I guess Kristen and I are friends again. Whenever we fight, we don't stay mad at each other for that long, which is a good thing. She said she was going to back off Porter but I think she has more rights than I do at this point.. I feel bad though, because I kinda think I'm making her back off Porter. She says she's just trying to be a good friend, but I feel bad about it nonetheless.
Hmm.. so last night, I danced in the rain. I don't know why, nor do I know for how long, but I danced in the rain. I went outside and was just spinning around in circles in my driveway and running around.. I felt like I did when I was younger, innocent and carefree. I miss the days where I could actually feel that way, since I think we all know I'm not the most innocent of people now.. it was just really fun, and a good way to get myself thinking about a lot of things on my mind.
I still can't believe what Jason told me. Every good thought about this person has just completely gone away. Maybe it's because of my history with the situation..? I don't know, but the thought of it just makes me really uncomfortable and kind of sickens me. Although, the situation has given me some sort of a creative spark..
Hmm.. my writing. There's something that hasn't been brought up in a while. I've just been having really bad writer's block, and everything I write is something forced, something I absolutely hate. I've written a couple of songs, but that's about it. I'm attempting to start a story, but I'm still having difficulty with doing that for some reason. I mean, I have the story idea in my head, but I just don't know how to say it or what I want to do with the story and the sub-stories and whatnot. It's just all such an effing pain in the ass. I can't believe I want to do something I suck at this much for a living.. oh well. I'm thinking about starting a journal for just my writing. Tell me if you think it's a good idea.
You need to comment right now, since I just wasted 20 fucking minutes writing this when I should be dying of my horrid cough and getting ready for another day at my fine educational institution.