Music is my life. I love my friends. I also love traveling, beer, working out, animals, and laughing. I find beauty in everything. I have a huge heart, and I dream big.
Life is beautiful and I love mine. :)
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My insecurities have been getting the best of me lately.
Registered for next semester: Western Civilization, Probability & Statistics, Cultures and Values, Intro to Philosophy, and Principles of Sociology. So should I jump into the ocean now or…?
wow I look like shit today
and fuck you Pandora for playing all the songs tonight that make my heart sink
and despite the fact my body is mine, I can never quite mirror the way you made it move.
I just want today to be over.
School is stressing me out so much.
The more I get into this degree, the more I realize I don’t actually want to be a teacher. I definitely want to be in a school environment, but I want to be a counselor.
That means finishing my 2 year degree as a psychology major, which is fine, but then going another 2 years for psychology, and then counseling for 4 years. I can’t afford that. I really want to do this but the idea of graduating and then sitting around paying off loans for years to come isn’t so enticing.
So young and full of running, tell me where is that taking me?
Just a great figure eight or a tiny infinity…
Do you ever wish you could go back and do things differently? I know mistakes are supposed to be lessons learned but it doesn’t always feel that way.
And I know you should live without regrets… but boy do I have a few right now.
So I asked my mom if she actually watched the John Mayer interview on Ellen:
Mom: “Yeah, now I think he’s even more of a douche.”
Me: “NO Mom, this interview was to prove that he’s no longer a douche!”
Mom: “He’s a douche.”
Me: “HATER’S GON’ HATE.” *walks away*
I haven’t seen Russ in 2 weeks. Bailed on me last night and this Sunday I just got stuck babysitting.
I don’t even know if it’s worth it anymore. I don’t feel like he even wants to see me.
Aaaaand I feel shitty again.