Confusion.

Well, I'm nothing but confused about life right now.

There are so many people in my life who I want to see and spend time with, but it's disgustingly difficult when I don't even have time for myself. I don't have time for my loved ones. I don't have time for me. Is this supposed to be how it is?

I think it is, unfortunately. It's another little piece of growing up. I fucking hate being an adult.

New trend

I like to keep my eyes closed in pictures. I'm a freak. Whatever, dudes.

Here are some photos from dancing two weeks ago. NOTICE THE CLOSED EYES.



The girl touching my boob is Kirsti. We've been friends since tenth grade, and I love her more than bagels. We were all serious stunners that night. I danced with a few guys and was molested by one of them. He was a dick.

I also bought some sweet pants. I have three pairs. One pair is blue, one pair is purple, and the other pair is YELLOW! I'm not lying. Look at these bad boys:





I had to say goodbye to Hilary last night. I'm really sad she had to leave. She's my best friend, and I only see her a few times a year. I was lucky enough to see her a lot this month. I'm going to see her for her birthday in November. She's having two parties. Fuck yes.

I'm also going on a mini road trip tomorrow with Cheryl and Joel to Sonic. Woooo! I'm also going to Cheryl's birthday party in September. It's going to be awesome. I love Dave and Busters!

That was my update. Suckage.