Aug 10, 2006 02:46
I really wish I was over you.
Because it grosses me out that I'm not.
I still want to cry about you sometimes. Like today, when I tried to talk to you and you left. "I'm going to bed, good bye." It's okay, right? I only did everything for you.
I was a pawn, I was practice for you.
Christopher called me all upset and sniffle-y tonight. Christina broke up with him. 'Tis the season huh.
Summer 2006: A Series of Unfortunate Decisions
Starring Camille
I'm going back to school Sunday. Can't wait to not feel fat anymore.
On another note, I talked to Itai tonight. We cleared a lot of things up. I have nothing to worry about I think. Whew.
Although he did say, "Hanging out with you all the time has a lot of drama tacked onto it."
"Matt doesn't care, trust me, he never has."
"It's not Matt I'm worried about."
Well great. And now I'm a walking caution sign.
God do I love Fiona.
I want to go see her live. She is amazing.
I need something to take my mind off of him. Where are school and work and dance when you need them?
I bought paws today. And new ballet shoes, and a skirt, and a leotard, and new tights, and I am SO excited. Yessssss. Dance: my anti-Matt.