Graduation day! Helllllllll yes.

It's kinda corny. But I think that I deserve it. I worked for it. I let no boy breaking my heart get in the way of it. ^_^ So i'm gonna strut up there and i'm gonna give whosoever some kinda card and then well, hell I don't know. I have no idea what's gonna happen. But I am gonna strut!

<3

I really fucking hate my dad right now. I cannot stand him.

Something has got to change.

*sigh*
I don't know what I was expecting when I IMed Jason. I know I was hoping that we could be all buddy-buddy. But...god.

I hate it when people are so...completely disinterested like that. So uncaring. Aloof. Don't ask any questions. No how are you's or how did that go's. Which are nice. Not only nice but polite.

Eh. We'll get there again I hope. ( Read more... )

squee! SQUEE!

I love being single! I can flirt! I can have all kindsa guys messaging me! Even cute ones that call me pretty and are named Jason! (cracked me up, for sure). Oh I love being called pretty! It seems so much sweeter and sincere.

Oh my, I haven't felt so single in a while! I'm going out and i'm having boys over and I'm messaging old-flames-of-sorts. Weird ( Read more... )

In times like these. When I  have fights or want to cry. There is only really one person I want to call. And it's the one that cares the least about it.

Ha! Yay! Met a boy. Met a boy ( Read more... )

You know. I'm okay. I know i'm freaking out like every other entry. But I really think i'm gonna be okay now. I did what I needed to do. I got it out of the way. Now I can move forward.

Everything feels a little brighter. I feel freer. I feel almost weightless.

Fuck. I feel so small. So helpess and insignificant.

You know. I felt really good about telling jason all of that. I felt really good to get closure. To know that I had no hope anymore. I wanted to know I had no hope. I didn't want to wonder, and thus have hope. I wanted to know. And I knew and I was happy.

But now...I just feel empty.

And he was ( Read more... )

Well. I guess I found the key to stop being mad at him. Seeing him.

I just got back from his house. I spent a couple hours there. Talking about what had gone on in our lives since we last...saw eachother. And joking around.

I won't see him again till August 6th. It's not that bad. I just....I won't ever go back to his house either. Not the one he's ( Read more... )