If I spoke my mind, I would tell my roommate that I care about her and really do feel bad sometimes, but when she can only talk about boys and how they all like her and she doesn't know if she should get back with her cheating ex-boyfriend, then I don't really want to hear about it. It makes me feel like poop, because she's so pretty and I can't even say hi to a boy.
Speaking of that...
If I spoke my mind, I would actually say Hi to the cute baseball player, or initiate a conversation with him or maybe Chase from the party. I would ask the baseball player about the season where he's from and get to know the guy. It's just so much easier in my head.
I know I am not the only person that deals with this kind of thing I am just sick of not knowing what to do or what to say or not knowing whats going on in any of my classes.
Cute boys are such a problem.
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Monday, March 23, 2015
What a weekend
Overall, the last 4 days have been hectic to say the least.
Friday- We went to the rib shack (A Party) and had a magnificent time. I love making friends at parties for some reason, mostly because since I went to college it has become very difficult for me to socialize let alone say hi to someone. We danced through the night and I had a great time.
Saturday- Molly became sick, I had not seen her all day, but supposably it didn't really happen until after 5 o'clock. I wasn't worried as Meg took care of her and Bryce and I went out. I think it went down how it was supposed to. I ended up being the only person to take care of a girl who most likely had alcohol poisoning and got the opportunity to talk to Jacob again. I also poked at a football players arm, made friends with a lot of foreigners, and observed a lot of weird things.
Sunday- I woke to Meg taking Molly to the doctor, which eventually became the ER, which eventually became a hospital room. Meg was mad at me for going out the night before and she was just overall having a bad couple of weeks. She cried, we talked and I comforted her and we fell asleep.
Today- Meg and I had a great afternoon. Molly went home, and we were planning on going to hang out with Jake Ian and Trevor now that everyone was back...but now we are both crying and I just wish I could help her. I wish I could help myself. I just want to be good again.
Friday- We went to the rib shack (A Party) and had a magnificent time. I love making friends at parties for some reason, mostly because since I went to college it has become very difficult for me to socialize let alone say hi to someone. We danced through the night and I had a great time.
Saturday- Molly became sick, I had not seen her all day, but supposably it didn't really happen until after 5 o'clock. I wasn't worried as Meg took care of her and Bryce and I went out. I think it went down how it was supposed to. I ended up being the only person to take care of a girl who most likely had alcohol poisoning and got the opportunity to talk to Jacob again. I also poked at a football players arm, made friends with a lot of foreigners, and observed a lot of weird things.
Sunday- I woke to Meg taking Molly to the doctor, which eventually became the ER, which eventually became a hospital room. Meg was mad at me for going out the night before and she was just overall having a bad couple of weeks. She cried, we talked and I comforted her and we fell asleep.
Today- Meg and I had a great afternoon. Molly went home, and we were planning on going to hang out with Jake Ian and Trevor now that everyone was back...but now we are both crying and I just wish I could help her. I wish I could help myself. I just want to be good again.
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