Half-Day rantsOh wow. I'm so excited. So much has happened. It's.. It's just plain great. Since I've gotten my wisdom teeth taken out, I've: Found out who my true friends are. Become happy with myself, again. Made amazing new friends. Talked about things I never though would leave my thoughts. I mean, just to name a few. It's now been.. Eer. One week, ---One day short of two weeks since Tom's broken up with me. And I know this will never ever ever happen, but I just want to tell you Tom.. "I'm really happy you were gut-see enough and smart enough to break it off when you did. Looking back, we should've done it earlier, and I just want to thank you. Thanks for breaking up with me." I'm doing AMAZINGLY. If that's even a word, if not, EFF IT. I just made it up suckaaaas. Ahaha. But really. I think I hate marching band? But at the same time, I know I don't mean it. I mean, I will always love marching band. The sport/physical aspect of it, the friends I make, and the qualities/things I learn about myself. I love myself. So much. I love my friends. SO much. And I love my family. So effing much. ..How did I ever let myself become so uphappy? Huh. Sounds like something I need to talk about one day, and that day is not today. Marching band from 3:30-6. Then I get my inserts. Then I tell my best friend one of the scariest things I will ever tell her. Halp meh. x-x |