|Current music:||The Faint - The Conductor|
Confident with your back to the audience...
I had the shittiest time ever.
It made me realize a lot of shit, though.
Like how I'm really boring and can't keep up a conversation for shit.
How I look like I'm 12.
How when you ache for one of your friends to come by, their too busy entertaining the person they were just bitching about.
I never in my life felt so alone.
The people this year weren't as friendly.
The high light of AKON was getting to come home and snuggle with CJ when I got too emotional, or when we went up to Misty's room and watched Bruce Almighty and the first 3 eps of Ebichu.
It made me realize that AIM doesn't fucking matter, the fucking boards don't fucking matter, and Live JOurnal and Blurty doesn't fucking matter.
One weekend, loves, You're going to find me up and gone. Never to update again, and bitch about shit. It will be quiet, and empty.
Who reads this shit anyway...
I feel like no fucking cares. About anyone or anything anymore.
On a lighter note, I can finally wear my hair in pigtails, rather than just in the ponytail. Pretty soon, I'll be able to wear it down again, and recut it. With summer coming on, I'm just going to get it short and spiky. It will be much, much cooler. And I got batts for my keyboard, so I can finally be at peace.