Sometimes I don't have anything to say

Sometimes I just don't want to say it out loud

Sunday, May 2, 2010

I Judge Myself Enough, I Don't Need Your Help

As much as I'd like to pretend otherwise, the past few days have been pretty crappy.

Bestie doesn't want to talk to me as much anymore...she said I was making excuses to not hang out with her when I had previous engagements and no gas to drive to her house anyway. It's not like I won't be home in a week anyway. This weekend was just busy. That's all there is to it. And it's not my fault. But she made me feel like it was.

Rainbow Lounge with everyone was fun. Roomie's GF got second place in the drag show. A lot of dancing, but it was weird being there for the first time without Miss Too-Afraid-to-Jump. Almost felt like I had no one to dance with, when I did. But whatever. I just need to stop thinking about it (no matter how hard that actually is)

Band formal with Miss Charming was fun. Got a kiss *smile blush girly feelings* And there was a party afterwards that was pretty fun. Not to mention the extra hour chillin in my truck with GayLover#1 and Creeper. So, Friday was pretty good.

Saturday during the day wasn't bad either. TBS stuff all day. Some good times and funny things happened. Like falling down during tether ball or chasing the sheep. But we didn't get back til like three in the morning. And then...
And then people came by my room and kinda forced me into hanging out with them until seven in the morning. *Sigh* Miss ROTC and Miss Too-Afraid-to-Jump...and then some guy too, but no one cares about him. It wouldn't have been too bad, but they were talking shit about some girl that is obsessed with Miss ROTC, and it made me wonder what they have said about me behind my back. And then they were rude to me, while trying to get me to not go to bed. I don't know...it just doesn't make it any easier to ignore her when we're forced into each others company. Gah. I don't want to think about her anymore. Because she's not thinking about me. I don't want to think about anything that has to do with her, but it's like I can't help it when I see her standing outside my door.

I can't wait til I get to go home and I won't have a chance of running into her for awhile.
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No Poetic Moment Today
:Quote:
And all the drugs in the world
Can't save us from ourselves

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