First week in Colorado: B-
This post is another one of those “I’m so invisible” posts. Because that’s how I feel. I don’t have any friends.
Well, I have friends, but nobody I can’ really talk to, ya know? Everyone is at the football game today. I decided not to go, and I’m kind of regretting it. I really didn’t wanna spend 8 hours in Denver (the game is at the bronchos stadium because its a huge rivalry game), with no real way home. I’m starting to get really lonely. Everyone has a “clique” and I just sit in my room and play WoW, read, or do homework if I’m not in class. I want to go home. But I really don’t want to at the same time. I’m trying really hard to be happy here, but it just kind of sucks.
Don’t get me wrong, I love the school itself. I love my classes. My professors are pretty awesome. But all anyone wants to do is party. And if you don’t party you’re a loser. And the only person I know who doesn’t party.. well.. I can only handle so much. I dig her a lot. She’s way cool. But I think because I have spent most of my life kinda by myself, no siblings, etc, that having someone just pop over to my room whenever is weird. I don’t know how I feel about it. It’s uncomfortable. And i don’t want to tell her that because it’s not her fault, really. It’s just how I am.
Guess we’ll see how this week goes.
The phrase “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.” comes to mind.
GODDAMNIT YOU DON’T MAKE ANY SENSE AND I’M LIKE ONE MORE INCIDENT FROM GOING TO YOUR GODDAMN PARENTS DON’T MAKE ME DO THAT YOU’RE 21 FOR FUCKS SAKE
Can anyone tell me why my volume won’t work when my phone is docked?
I just want to go to Colorado already. Like… I spend at least 2 hours a day looking at stuff for it. I have nothing else to look at. I. Just. Want. To. Go. I had to force myself to get on tumblr and off my student portal for the university.
guys my dad just gave me a bed time.
did I mention I’m 18 years old?
I’m freaking out right now because of some stupid nightmare and all I want is to talk to you
Seriously, fuck this.
How About we Talk about all the Nice Things I’ve done for you.
-Brought you to Warped Tour (Which some of you never paid my mother back for…)
-Brought you to a concert where you met the band, and then you passed out, and I did take care of you.
-Allowed you to stay at my house whenever you needed to because your home-life was bad.
-Drove you home and never made you pay for gas. (Probably over $500 worth of it.)
-I covered for you when you wanted to go sleep with your boyfriend.
-Made sure you had pregnancy tests and supported you through the numerous scares.
-I was the reason you passed first semester physics.
-Stood up for you more times than I can count.
-My entire family embraced both of you in times of trouble.
I remember and cherish the times you were kind to me, and those are the memories I will keep when I leave. Not the people you are now.