It's taking time, but I'm close to being over it. It's not like we're all not still best friends; I didn't lose them forever. That could have happened, but it didn't, and I'm thankful we're mature enough not to be like, "Psh, whatever, ho," and never speak again.
Alanis Morissette gets me through tough times. <3
I just realized that's the first time I've been...well, broken up with. I always do the breaking up. That's the first time anyone's ever "dumped" (although "dumping" really implies lots of pain and irrationality) me. Haha. Love it.
I just have to laugh at all this, really. I really don't have much of a choice. If I wallow in it all, it'll just get worse and then there really won't be a chance. I have to grow up and move on. I'm going to a new campus next year, and while I won't leave them behind, I will find someone new. More experiences. I live for the experience.
Like a Pokemon, I level up every thousand points. 999 to go.
Wow, that was a horrible simile. But it did the job, I suppose. You get it, right? Haha. Who are you?
I want this awful, nasty head cold to GO the FUCK away. I wanna sing. I want my dad to learn "Mary Jane" so I can sing along with a real guitar, and then "Your House" so I can sing sad songs because I really need to expand my sad song repertoire. I'll be a rock star, yo.
Not really.
I should go over my raw poetry and refine it into proper song lyrics (ACHOO) and maybe, possibly present them to my father with the idea of....DUNDUNADAH: A BAND. But not a band with those crazy emo names he's been coming up with. My dad's a little late to the emo train. And I am so not into that image. For myself, anyway.
I'm so crazy.
Alanis Morissette gets me through tough times. <3
I just realized that's the first time I've been...well, broken up with. I always do the breaking up. That's the first time anyone's ever "dumped" (although "dumping" really implies lots of pain and irrationality) me. Haha. Love it.
I just have to laugh at all this, really. I really don't have much of a choice. If I wallow in it all, it'll just get worse and then there really won't be a chance. I have to grow up and move on. I'm going to a new campus next year, and while I won't leave them behind, I will find someone new. More experiences. I live for the experience.
Like a Pokemon, I level up every thousand points. 999 to go.
Wow, that was a horrible simile. But it did the job, I suppose. You get it, right? Haha. Who are you?
I want this awful, nasty head cold to GO the FUCK away. I wanna sing. I want my dad to learn "Mary Jane" so I can sing along with a real guitar, and then "Your House" so I can sing sad songs because I really need to expand my sad song repertoire. I'll be a rock star, yo.
Not really.
I should go over my raw poetry and refine it into proper song lyrics (ACHOO) and maybe, possibly present them to my father with the idea of....DUNDUNADAH: A BAND. But not a band with those crazy emo names he's been coming up with. My dad's a little late to the emo train. And I am so not into that image. For myself, anyway.
I'm so crazy.