Too many people, so little time to schedule time with them ( Read more... )

I have no one to turn to. And I feel completely lost and alone. I spend my days alone, hours away from friends, my mom gone to work, my boyfriend too busy. It's too selfish of me to ask for someone.. anyone who I can confide in. My friends don't deserve to listen to my complaints and my misery I have probably put onto myself; they're better than ( Read more... )

Well, I did it. I am sort of in shock. At five in the morning, I woke up and was like, "OMIGOD I HAVE A TATTOO!" Mind you, it's a cute little bunny, but STILL! And I also thought I was getting hives, but it has almost been 24 hours and I am hive-free, meaning I am not allergic to tattoo ink. Phew ( Read more... )

I'm doing it today. I'm gonna do it! I have three of my closest college friends, Erica, Nicki, and Bre, and one of my closest friends, Velveteen (ha!) to go with me. I'm scared out of my mind because I'm a big fat wimp, but I'm going to do it, and next time I ever post in this, it'll be done ( Read more... )

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It's 11:30, I'm exhausted. And sick. Don't forget getting sick. Homecoming takes a lot out of everyone, and I don't see how any of the other frats and sororities can find the energy to party all weekend like planned. I'm falling asleep as I type. This week has been a hectic blur of float work, tests, class, and trying to get my Jamie-time in. Oh, ( Read more... )

EEEE! I am soo excited ( Read more... )

I'm afraid....

I'm afraid of being alone for my lifetime...

Of never getting married....

Never having kids...

Of waiting for him for forever.

And all.. this... doesn't bother him in the least...

I dread it. The impending doom of a new week. I lay awake in bed Sunday night, swimming in dread when I know I should be getting sleep. When I finally do sleep, I'll wake up in terror every couple of hours, checking the clock, counting the hours until those numbers will read 4:00. Midnight ticks by, and by the time 3 am rolls around, I'm on my back ( Read more... )

Well, I'm not allowed to tell Jamie about my day anymore.. since it's considered "moaning" so I'll just.. try and post here... post my unnatural paranoia and stupid fears of being killed, of being dead. Of automatically being paranoid over the chain of events that I freaked out over at 5:45 in the morning ( Read more... )