I feel like I cry a lot now. I'm growing very nostalgic. Since high school began I've practically been counting the hours until college, but now that the hours are limited I find myself clinging to my childhood and my life that has up till now, been comfortably grounded in my high school. BFF and I are not better. Despite the fact that we again talked at a party we were both at, things have hardly changed. It's going to take time, which physically makes me cringe. The idea of wasting time that I could be spending laughing and playing with BFF, contemplating our feelings for one another seems unbearable. Yet, I see where he's coming from, and despite my feelings I will give him the space he is asking for, because I love him.
On a brighter note two things: First, I am hopefully purchasing a camera tomorrow. One of those nice hi-def ones. I'm preemptively spending my grad money; I think it's a wise purchase. With my new camera I hope to upload some pictures on here... maybe then I'll draw a little more attention to my rants. Second, I think shortly, once my life calms down a titch and I have less things to write about I am going to begin my short stories series. I consider my self a magnet to unusual events, and I think it is about time I share those events.
In hopes of reminding my self in the future of what I was intending on writing about here is a brief synopsis of what is to come:
1. My toilet
2. The Chipotle worker
3. The dog that lept
Intriguing, yes?
Word of advice for the day: Sometimes being happy-go-lucky is not a good thing. There is something to be said for a detailed plan and for knowing exactly how you feel about a particular situation. Also, fish oil pills and vitamin E are life savers. Seriously, if you want your hair to be shiny and long pop a few of those bad boys and you'll wake up with a mane.
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