| so I guess its been a little while since I've updated. i'm pretty much in love w/ this boy named brandon, lol. he took me back 
I leave two weeks from this sunday to go to NCSA, if everything works out. Right now they are trying to find somewhere I can sleep, lol. I hope it all works, b/c I can't wait to get out of my house, and away from the stress. Also, I'm tired of getting up and going to work. I'd rather practice any day.
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| I've never felt like this in my whole life. It isn't like falling down the stairs and cracking your head open. It isn't like your best friend being shot and killed. It isn't like being cheated on by your first kiss. It is like a bad dream... and I'm never going to wake up. I'm missing part of myself. I've completely lost part of myself.
Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea; And love is a thing that can never go wrong; And I am Marie of Romania. I will always love him. I don't regret a thing. |
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| i wish i was something else. like a tree. trees don't mistakes. they just grow and grow, and if they get too big, someone takes care of it. but no one really cares that they are too big.
but then again. trees don't get to love. and since they don't make mistakes, no one can forgive them. <3 (7!)
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| There is this boy named brandon... and well... I'm pretty much in love with him. <3
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| I'm worried. About everything. (I hate being an emotional blogger, but thats pretty much what this is going to be... feel free to stop reading... now.)
I'm worried about death.
I'm worried about life, and its meaning.
I'm worried about my grades.
I'm worried about finding time to practice.
I'm worried about finding time to work and practice.
I'm worried about not having enough money to go to NCSA.
I'm worried about it being to late for me to apply for NCSA.
I'm worried about the stupid decisions I've made.
I'm worried about all the other mistakes I've made.
I'm worried about my relationship with every member of my family.
I'm worried about losing my friends, b/c I've been a sucky one lately.
I'm worried about my mental state.
I'm worried about my physical state.
I'm worried about getting sunburnt at carowinds tomorrow.
I'm worried about what to wear tomorrow.
I'm worried about Heather (my neighbor).
I'm worried about a lot of people for a lot of reasons.
I'm worried about Rocky (ie?), Anna's puppy.
I'm worried about Anna.
I'm worried about how much I'm worrying.
I'm worried about not being a good girlfriend.
I'm worried about how my mind wanders and wonders.
I'm worried about people being worried about the fact that I'm worried about them.
I'm worried about the fact that it is 9:33, and I still have a ton of stuff to do.
I'm worried about the stupid people working on our roof. (whores!!)
I'm worried about my puppy eating their cigarettes.
I'm going to bed.
I love you Brandon Pelfrey.
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