I made a new journal.

relaxandbreathe

I didn't realize how attached I've become to this one. It was so much easier leaving behind my very first one. I know it's time for a change, I think I just need a few more days.

Add it, and when I post in it you can take strummingsoftly off your friend's list.

The music at the club sucked.

Blue and Andrea are on their way to pick me up. They want me to go to Neighbors with them, but I'm not really in the mood for dancing. By the time we get there, I might be, otherwise I'll be in for a long night of hot girls dancing in front of me. Though, that doesn't sound so bad when I think about it.

I almost cried today ( Read more... )

This afternoon I randomly (to onlookers) started to choke and gag. I jumped up out of my chair and ran out to the lower patio (still gagging) and stood bent, with my hands on my knees. Coughing so hard my eyes started to water, I spit repeatedly on the dirt for several minutes. I then wiped my eyes, and calmly walked back into the house to continue ( Read more... )

I didn't go to Folklife. I fucking suck.

I didn't make it to the street fair, and was kind of bummed about that. There's always next year, I guess ( Read more... )

FOLKLIFE'S NEXT WEEKEND!

I'm excited.

Last year was super.

Tomorrow I'm going to the street fair.

( Doesn't really need a cut, but I figured I'd be considerate. )

Prom went well. Tuesdayface was beautiful, and I must admit--I pulled the tux off pretty well ( Read more... )

Yesterday.

I hung out with Brandee for a few hours. We went down to Pike Place and then up to Broadway.

Tuesdayface and I picked up my tux.

I didn't realize until about fifteen minutes ago that my face is sunburned. I'm a little slow sometimes.