I'm just a fucked up girl trying to find her own piece of mind. I'm not perfect.
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I actually/finally have time to type. I mean, I should be at work right now. So, this wasn’t really suppose to happen, or was it? I don’t know. I was suppose to be at work at noon. But my brother and sister decided to take the only working car all the way to Westhimer to register my sister up for school, and my parents are in Florida for God knows how long with the other car. Fuck me right? I mean, only if I didn’t spend all of my money that I make on going out to eat, or movies, or other random events, I’d have enough money to buy my ass a car. You know, the whole point of taking this semester off of school was to save up all the money that I make, and pay off everything that I owe and then buy me a car. But no, instead I buy an expensive ass tv, spend about four grand on a Boston trip, and then go out to eat and shopping like I’m fucking Opra or something. Holy shit. I was hoping to go to summer school and make up for the time that I miss this semester, but I don’t think that will be happening anymore either.
I don’t even know what else to say.
I’m stupid? Yeah, everyone already knows that one. I’m irresponsible? Yep, people know that too.
Plus, I got two speeding tickets within a three week period, when I’m not even allowed to get one because I’m on driving probation. So, you know, this coming July bye bye drivers license for 2 years. And then when that time comes I’ll be saving up my money for a bicycle instead of a car.
Lately, I’ve been feeling pretty weird. I feel like a have one boy friend, one best friend, and just many acquaintances. I feel like there’s awkward tension, or something. I mean, not really tension, but just some division. And I don’t know why. I don’t want there to be one. Maybe it’s avoidable. I hope it is. I don’t have many friends to begin with so I don’t really want to loose the only ones I got. But, it is what it is.
Just one year ago, everything was so different. I still can’t get past it. I mean, not just my life but everyones. The way everything had moved and molded into something new is quite miraculous.
I suppose since I finally have the time, I’ll upload all the 1500 Boston Pictures.
Chow.
