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hah, most of the time. its not so beautiful when cars want into the parking lot and i have to move, and silently debate whether i should "acidentally" hit it with my flag...i think too much sometimes. school sucks, i'm exhausted, and i have spanish next period.
yesterday was awful. i went to the game last night and now i really wish i hadn't. cause when i was leaving...i started bawling. i wanted to be down there performing with the rest of them, not sitting in the stands with these fucking supid eighth graders rolling their eyes at me, and trying not to cry... i feel like such a failure. i wanted to perform so bad. i would have given anything, anything to be able to perform. anything. i wanted to cry so bad when travis came up to me and said "i'm really glad you came, thank you for coming." i wanted to cry because i was so proud of him and jeremy. and i couldn't be there for their first performance. this makes my heart so sad... this weekend should be fun. how many times will i be able to go to six flags with ali? baha. the "band sex" was terrific today, i just have to say. :-D i really hope brandon doesnt hurt me. i dont think he will, anytime soon. i like him so much, too much i think. yep. every time i feel this way it doesnt end pretty, should i just distance myself now so i dont love him? but i want to...uugh. |
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