[my music: James Blunt Goodbye My Lover]
The first entry is always the hardest.
Life is quiet tonight. Unusually quiet. The club goers are still out, the parties here are confined after writing-happy RA's tore up Troup last weekend. By next week, I think that this place will liven up again. But not me... for a while, this girl's shot glass is retired.
In other news... I have this unbearable feeling of disappointment weighing on my heart tonight. I always wind up expecting too much from people and get let down in the end. This doesn't mean that I haven't let anyone down, because I know that I have. I'm not going to lie. But he was sweet, and he was so nice, but expected too much from him and he just was not ready. And for that I'm sorry to him.
So i have 2 classes tomorrow... lunch with my love (the beautiful Jessica B.)... off to the gym... and then i have absolutly no idea. I long for the weekend. I long for the summer.
Which reminds me, I miss you. Sometimes.
For now... It's just me and the moon.
The first entry is always the hardest.
Life is quiet tonight. Unusually quiet. The club goers are still out, the parties here are confined after writing-happy RA's tore up Troup last weekend. By next week, I think that this place will liven up again. But not me... for a while, this girl's shot glass is retired.
In other news... I have this unbearable feeling of disappointment weighing on my heart tonight. I always wind up expecting too much from people and get let down in the end. This doesn't mean that I haven't let anyone down, because I know that I have. I'm not going to lie. But he was sweet, and he was so nice, but expected too much from him and he just was not ready. And for that I'm sorry to him.
So i have 2 classes tomorrow... lunch with my love (the beautiful Jessica B.)... off to the gym... and then i have absolutly no idea. I long for the weekend. I long for the summer.
Which reminds me, I miss you. Sometimes.
For now... It's just me and the moon.
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