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Friday, 06 November 2009

  • I'd like to just roll with it...see what happens.
    (It's what I do in most aspects of my life...)
    But it's steadily going towards a direction
    that I might be REALLY not ready for.
    Weird how things fall into your lap like this
    when they are the LAST thing you want.
    Maybe I should learn not to be so guarded and untrusting.
    But then again, maybe it's going to help me in the long run.

Wednesday, 28 October 2009

  • Yesterday I was saying that I can't remember the last time I had a bad day. Or the last time I went through a day without saying, "This is awesome." Of course then today happened...

    Not that it was a bad day, per se. The day did begin with pancakes being made for me- I can't complain. But I've received phone calls from both of my parents this evening, each baring their own version of bad news. Depressing family drama, overwhelming amounts of debt, me having to handle adult things that I don't want to handle yet.

    It's easy for me to live inside of this bubble that is St. Mary's and completely forget about anything else. And it's probably one reason why my life has been so awesome lately because I haven't been thinking about what's going on on the other side of the bridge. I miss my parents, but I don't like talking to them because it brings me back to reality.

Monday, 26 October 2009

  • I hosted my first college party. This is really exciting for me! I have friends and stuff. :)

    Willy and I have started talking again. He's been seeing a girl who is completely different from me, and I think that's pretty cool...even though he tells me she treats him poorly, which is not cool.

    I've thought about how everything went down, and I'm really glad for it. After a phone call in August that left me hurt and alone, I said, "Okay...let's fix this." And I did. And I'm really happy. When he calls me now and says things like he really misses me, I feel like the idealistic romantic thing for me to do is say, "I miss you too." Sure, I miss him as a person, but I don't think I ever want to be with him again. To be honest, I don't want to be with anyone ever again. The thought of relationships now make me cringe. I'm happy for those that are successful, but I don't like myself in them.

    There are other aspects of my life that are leaving me completely giddy. I've been playing the role of a....secret mistress, if you will. I don't know if it's right, but I'm having more fun than I thought was humanly possible with it.

Monday, 19 October 2009

  • Sunday Morning.
    In my bed, fully clothed.
    No shoes.
    A trash can next to my bed.
    A note in my hoodie pocket,
    cigarettes and a lighter.
    I don't remember smoking last night.
    A glass of water next to the toilet.
    No car in the driveway.
    A text message sent at 10:08pm that reads,
    "I AM SO DRUNK AND 4 l6ve you. <3"

    I enjoyed the scavenger hunt that I sent myself on to recollect the events of Saturday night. I'd like to say, "Wow...I probably shouldn't drink for a while." But I know it's a lie. Life is really fun. <3



Tuesday, 13 October 2009

  • Lately, my life has been a Regina Spektor song.
    And it's awesome.

    Hey remember that time when we stayed up all night making pancakes because IHOP was closed?
    Hey remember that time we drove 90 miles for a zombie comedy and a diner?
    Hey remember that time we ate store bought sushi on the hood of my car?
    Hey remember that time we stayed up all night making "bad" decisions?
    Hey remember that time we hung out on someone else's docked boat?
    Hey remember that time when I would only drink Rip-Its?

    Yeah, I'd say life is pretty awesome.


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