I realized I haven't actually updated since January.
January was a pretty bad month.
That feeling leaked into early February.
Basically, break-ups suck.
We haven't really talked much since.
It's still a little hard to see him in the hallways.
"It's really over" usually pops into my head.
The whole giving the fleece back fiasco was interesting.
I still have W.B. on my piano chair.
"It's just a teddy bear. Plus, it's so cute."
That's my reasoning for not putting him in the closet.
I've made my peace with it all, though.
I think that's because of the closure talk.
Some days I don't see a point in getting into another relationship.
But there are many days were I get lonely.
I have no boy in mine, at the moment.
Well, there is this one.
But it's only a minor crush.
I sure it will go away soon.
Last week I talked to Wyatt.
I don't really remember how, but we got into talking about Marching Band.
Drum Major issues, my self-esteem toward my music talent.
I'm honestly glad that happened.
I cried quite a bit. Felt like a hugeee baby.
But I think I can finally let those scabs heal.
I wish I had the same passion and attitude towards band as I did last years.
I'm in band everyday and I'm always so bitter.
I make myself sick sometimes.
I wanna be able to blame Mastin or someone else.
I can't, though. It's all my fault and I know it.
On some brighter news, I got accepted into West Chester University and Rowan University.
West Chester was really quick with their reply. It only took about two weeks.
Jess S. waited for about a month and a half before she got her acceptance.
I feel pretty bad because of that. Especially since WCU is her top choice. It isn't mine.
My sister really wants me to go there. We'd only be like 30 minutes from each other.
I think I'd rather go to Rowan, though.
I'm not gonna make any decisions until I hear from UMaryland and Temple.
Speaking for which, I have to finish my FAFSA this weekend.
I should get on that today. I have nothing else to do anyways.
I've been hanging out with Brian and John a lot, lately.
We went for a long trip to the Ocean County Mall.
Got lost looking for Hooper Ave and by the time we got there, the mall was closed.
Then we went again to go shopping.
We only stay local anymore, but it's still a lot of fun.
I seem to always be laughing when I'm around them.
We play Rock Band a lot too.
Our band is called Hooper Ave Trio or HAT.
We rock, haha.
My mom keeps talking about moving.
It doesn't seem to bother me that much.
Only today did I get a little frustrated.
She was cleaning the living room.
By cleaning, I mean taking everything we own down.
"Everything has to go."
That's when I realized how crappy my home life will be until we move.
Nothing on the walls. Cleaning everyday.
Random strangers coming into our house.
Looking at my room. Touching my things.
I won't even be allowed to be home.
I'll be forced to take the dogs somewhere because they bark too much.
Oh, the joy of moving. How I missed it...
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