I'm thinking that it's time for a haircut. I actually tucked my hair into my pants while getting dressed today. My hair is toooo long. My little sister is going to freak out, but I really need to get rid of a few inches.
I. am. exhausted. Lately it seems like all I do is "go, go, go". I know I have free time, but it doesn't feel like I do. I've been spending too much time stressing. I can't wait until school starts. I think that's weighing heavily on my mind. Who knows, maybe I'll live to regret those words. I hope and pray that having class doesn't add too much stress!
You may or may not remember a post I wrote about a year ago when I said there was this one boy that I don't think I'll ever fully get over. Well . . . I had a dream about him last night. It's crazy . . . He hasn't been a part of my life since high school, but I still think about him sometimes. First love, maybe? Who knows . . .
I've also been thinking about my ex a lot lately. (Since he kicked me out on Christmas Eve, this time of year tends to spark random memories of him.) I still remember the moment I first new without a single doubt that he was cheating on me. The crazy thing is, that moment came before we were married . . . and I still married him. Ugh. *facepalm. The moment I am referring to came after he had left for the Navy. I had these little feelings and intuitions that he was cheating, but zero proof. None whatsoever. Until, that is, the day that he told me he and his Navy buddy, Andy, were going to go see a movie in theatres. What movie?
Spanglish.
Spanglish?
Either you two are knocking boots . . . or you are taking women. Am I right? (I was right.)
I don't know why I ever married that boy. I cared a whole lot about him, but our whole relationship was a disaster. An unhealthy, chaotic disaster. Right from the beginning.
Anyway, I really need to hit the sheets now. Judging by the paleness of my face, I'm going to say I'm coming down with something. Good night, all.
I. am. exhausted. Lately it seems like all I do is "go, go, go". I know I have free time, but it doesn't feel like I do. I've been spending too much time stressing. I can't wait until school starts. I think that's weighing heavily on my mind. Who knows, maybe I'll live to regret those words. I hope and pray that having class doesn't add too much stress!
You may or may not remember a post I wrote about a year ago when I said there was this one boy that I don't think I'll ever fully get over. Well . . . I had a dream about him last night. It's crazy . . . He hasn't been a part of my life since high school, but I still think about him sometimes. First love, maybe? Who knows . . .
I've also been thinking about my ex a lot lately. (Since he kicked me out on Christmas Eve, this time of year tends to spark random memories of him.) I still remember the moment I first new without a single doubt that he was cheating on me. The crazy thing is, that moment came before we were married . . . and I still married him. Ugh. *facepalm. The moment I am referring to came after he had left for the Navy. I had these little feelings and intuitions that he was cheating, but zero proof. None whatsoever. Until, that is, the day that he told me he and his Navy buddy, Andy, were going to go see a movie in theatres. What movie?
Spanglish.
Spanglish?
Either you two are knocking boots . . . or you are taking women. Am I right? (I was right.)
I don't know why I ever married that boy. I cared a whole lot about him, but our whole relationship was a disaster. An unhealthy, chaotic disaster. Right from the beginning.
Anyway, I really need to hit the sheets now. Judging by the paleness of my face, I'm going to say I'm coming down with something. Good night, all.
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