//mood//like.something

//trying.times
i swear, i must have some sort of hormonal cycle or something, because i get in these crap moods oh too often...but...yeah.

i've been trying not to take everything in my life so personally. i'm trying to take unreturned text messages and/or phone calls so personally...i'm trying not to feel left out. i'm trying to include myself...and i'm trying not to feel shut out. i'm trying to feel loved.

and i'm trying to get jaded to it all so i can be a little more apathetic to it all and not have to try.

i think that i have the tendacy to expect too much out of people...but you know what? i don't think that i'm wrong all the time. i've gotten so used to the mindset that if anything goes wrong, that it's all my fault...and you know what? it's not all my fault, and i'm not always wrong...so...i don't know.

i'm straying toward the right field right now...i think now is a good time to send it.

//don't.go
i'm learning where the good in good-bye comes from. julie is gonna be gone soon. we've had our share of rough times, but i've learned that any good friendship has its share of good and bad times...and i love her for that. seriously, i do...and i'm gonna miss her...

now, anytime that i close marquee, i'm gonna have sica breathing down my back making sure i don't do it wrong (teehee)...

but, seriously...i know that julie has a lot to look forward to in going back to colorado...as in no more of the indy drama that she's had to deal with, among other things...and she's got another life there...and all is not lost, because i think she'll have some visitors along the way sometime this semester.

as much as i hate having to say goodbye...i know that it'll be okay...not all is lost, because the better goodbyes have been followed up with memorable visits...and i'll have a camera for those times.

make sure to return the car before you send it. and we're looking for a baby in row 3, in the pouch. courtesy on row 1, seat a. jailbait in row 2. oh great, i'm gonna be shoulder high in this lady's ass trying buckle her in. let's go to denny's afterwards.

//pics
expect some pictures soon...fun times...more drunkenness from me...more smiles...