This weekend has been exhausting. My cousin is gay, apparently. I experienced rejection last night and today for the first time in a long time. I wish I had somebody to talk to.
I haven't been this bored since the beginning of...
Seriously. I’m waiting for this weekend to start and I’m waiting for everything to just kind of happen and so, there is nothing to do. I could take a nap, but I would never fall asleep. What’s worse is that my roommate is trying to get us to come party with them when all I really wanna do is something fun. I don’t want to drink. And again, all of my angst over not...
God’s love trumps everything.
Sometimes I wish I were still a bando. Maybe that’s not God’s plan.
I miss Olivia already. She’s like the best friend I’ve had in a long time. :(