"Why are people so ready to get out of here?"
A question I ask myself about people all the time,
and yet at the same time I want to get out of here.
It's a hard place to be at. 18, high school senior, wanting
to be free and rebellious, and just doing what you please.
I don't necessarily want to get out of this town, or anything,
but i want to live some place else. Just a house of my own.
Trying to grow up and be who I really am, and trying to
figure that out along the way of all the mess and craziness
I'm going through. I guess what I'm trying to say is I don't
want to escape, or leave, but I will find a house, and be able
to live on my own (with two of my best friends actually)
and be able to fully grow up. It'll be an experience.
Like I always say people surprise me. I should be used to it.
Sadly, I'm not. I'm not used to people being there one minute,
and then the next they just leave and go away. They forget me all
together when in my mind I did nothing wrong,
but maybe that's the problem. I did NOTHING. Nothing to stop
them from going, nothing to keep them here. And in the end all I do is
blame myself for something that i can't fully think of how I could blame myself.
I watched my boys on The Grammy's tonight!
And Taylor and Miley.
They all did so good.
So did Katy Perry. :)
This weekend was an interesting but relaxing one.
We relaxed at Katie's and just watched movies I guess
I'd say. And then I just laid home the whole weekend.
Melissa and I watched movies and looked at houses with Bre.
We went job hunting which may be successful, but I can't
fully decide if it was or not until tomorrow, so I'm crossing my fingers.
Cowboys&Indians.Bow&Arrow&Revolver.
Be sweet and keep smiling. :)
.....yours and suddenly you're mine.
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