hmmmm...

You know how people always make these elaborate and well-to-do New Year's Resolutions and then a week later they entirely break them?
You guys also know how I get so upset and then say 'well, I'll never do THAT again,' or what have you.

Well. I took a step back. I thought about the choices I had made, the choices other people had made. I thought of why it just didn't work out.

Because. I'm not ready.

I love it when you think you find someone safe and you use them to hurt someone else. And then...the whole situation gets turned around on you and bites you in your sorry little arse. *cough *Cough.

Well...I know this much is true: I have a lot of 'emotions' (!) that I have to pull my self over and walk at least twenty miles away from before anything remotely close to a relationship is ever ever ever going to happen again.
Never pick up someone who has more baggage than you. They won't fit in the car.
If you don't want to have kids and you want to go to school for thirteen years...be honest. No one likes to be led on a string.

If it doesn't feel right...it's probably because it isn't 'right'.

Once again I neglected my friends, my school work, my family (a little) and even Jesus. How dare I? Well, that entire situation was a little messed up. The good news is that I'm not so depressed right now that I want another piercing. I don't have anywhere inconspicuous left to pierce. Hahah.

So that's the long and short of it. The worst part is that I don't even care. He's more of a man now that he's angry than he ever was. He actually is bold and cruel and...okay. He's just being an asshole. I was just kidding. but I'm an asshole too.

I'm just gonna absorb myself in my books and the good company of my girlfriends up here (and all their man slaves) and DDR and some social outings. Life is good. Life is GOOD!