I'm not feeling so hot. i gotta make friends and with those friends i have got to get out of the house.
man, my new boss is a phone call flake. I was expectig her call monday to tell me my schedule, no call. I called her today and found out i missed orientation and I work fri/sat/sun 2:30-close. hello, crazy, i have school on friday! I feel sick about this job already.
I have super glue on my hands and a pair of headphones that refuse to be fixed. I miss salt lake and I am thinking of putting the super glue to work on my heart.
I am singing the escargo-go's "Broken hearts can be replaced" I am remembering that I thought the word "mend" was cute.
doodle butt monkey ass. i can't believe i live in chicago.
I have got a plan to stop being sad and here it is.
go home, get out my lovely handmade journal from Drea and write and draw and make lists of things i love. (that is where the mother fucking bear revival comes into play!) I might build a fort or wrap mysef in blankets. I will put on songs that remind me of summer and possibly make a summer mixtape for happiness. here is what I won't do- be sad or pathetic. do you know what started this? Cody sent me pictures and one was of scott and I remembered how completely beautiful he is. his perfect eyes and hair. I just wanted to be in his arms and fall asleep. blah, I will not be sad.