lets dance, dance, dance.
waiting outside for david to pick me up.
ikea time & I need new fabric to recover my favourite chair.
its so peaceful & quiet outside right now,
its almost eery.
(david showed up, side tracked).
school starts next week,
just night school on thursdays,
creative writing.
I'm both excited & nervous.
I just don't want to be the oldest person in my class.
bought some fabric at ikea.
going to attempt to recover a chair & stool.
my mom doesn't seem to have much faith,
but how hard can it be?
not really sure what the update was in the first place.
david is a wonderful friend.
I don't know why we didn't talk for years,
but now we talk about everything.
for hours on end.
I don't know why, but it just seems that I can be 100% honest,
and I'm not afraid of what he thinks.
& I need a friend like that.
he happens to be moving to the hammer,
so I'm excited about it.
land of talk concert = first night class.
how much does that blow?
but I made a commitment to myself,
school is more important than shows.
if I want to be a music journalist,
I need to learn to write anyways.
just sucks.
still not really talking to the ex-best friend.
she messaged me,
asking if I wanted to buy her dishwasher for 100$.
or if I needed any furniture.
while it was nice of her to think of me,
it just bugs me that she still hasn't acknowledged the fact she hurt me.
and only messages me when she wants me to buy something off her.
I don't know.
as sad as it is, I have felt alot better since things sort of ended.
I honestly don't think I would have applied to school if she was still around.
which, I'm not blaming on her.
I'm blaming who I was around her.
(if that makes any sense).
anyways, rambling.
xoxoxoxo |
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