-tonight was lovely chatting with mother and sammy. well until like three thirty ish.
-best text of the day: ‘sorry if i ruin your game. but i totally blew off my friends tonight so i can watch the wizards of waverly place movie. is that sad?’ [jessica knote].
-that girl kills me sometimes.
-i have three bug bites on my left shoulder and theyre driving me nuts.
-ive never took a step back and actually looked at this situation. my thoughts are somewhat the same to some extent but at the same time theyre way different. i think i was just trying to be the friend that says its all going to be fine and i dont think thats at all what you need. i think you need to be ready for the worst possible thing to happen. itll still hurt but maybe a little less.
-people are dicks.
-i dont want to go to kc anymore. well its not even that. i want to go but i dont have the funds. i have other things i need in life like gas for my car.
-i dont want it to be suicide sunday already. that means manic monday is just around the corner.
-i dont know what im doing with my life. i dont want to be a teacher. help.
-im apparently a pessimist. maybe i should work on that. or maybe people shouldnt only look at the bad in other people.
-dentist in nine days. fingers crossed. things are looking good so far.
-i hope my mother knows i was serious about movie day tomorrow. i dont feel like doing anything. anything at all.
-the biggest thing im going to miss when i move out is my mom. i seriously dont know if i can do this without her. its scary. that might sound lame but for my entire life especially the past two years shes been there to hang out with and talk to and bullshit with until the wee hours of the morning.
-best friends are overrated. so why do i want one so bad?
Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up, like… If a boy punches you he likes you, never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending.
Every movie we see, every story we’re told, implores us to wait for it… the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we’re so focused on finding our happy ending we don’t learn how to read the signs. Like how to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don’t, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave.
Maybe a happy ending doesn’t include a guy, maybe… it’s you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just… moving on.
Or maybe the happy ending is this: knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never once gave up on Hope.
so i have this list of all the bands ive seen in concert and it makes me super happy when i think about the amazing shows ive been able to go to. i have no idea what actually happened to my list so im making a new one. now that i think of it sarah might still have my list.
panic at the disco. fall out boy. the maine. augustana. goo goo dolls. friday night boys. cobra starship. blink 182. dashboard confessional. the cab. plain white ts. all time low. we the kings. nevershoutnever. chris tomlin. phantom planet. the secret handshake. 98 degrees. versaemerge. motion city soundtrack. hit the lights. the hush sound. steel train. hey monday. this providence. chiodos. anarbor. the academy is. evan taubenfeld. sing it loud. 3oh!3. family force five. rocket to the moon. toby mac. relient k. pillar. big d and the kids table. forever the sickest kids. there for tomorrow. white tie affair. harry connick jr. ben folds. eye alaska. stereo skyline. the bigger lights.
thats fourty-five. i wouldnt doubt it if i missed any though. and i cant wait until october when i can add mayday parade. parachute. secondhand serenade. set your goals. you me at six. music completely makes my life. without it i dont think i would be who i survive this mad mad world.