Bear Lake

My Sister, Ashleigh, and I

Sick of Being A Fall-back Friend

What is wrong with me? No, actually, what is wrong with THEM!!!?!!? How do I always end up being the backup friend? I stand by as they have fun with other people until they get hurt or disappointed then they come crawling back to me. Every time, I welcome them back with open arms. Of course I'm pissed. They never know though. I just bottle up all the anger until they come back and by then I decide it doesn't really matter. I don't blow up, I don't freak out, I just let it go. So here I sit. Watching a slightly inappropriate episode of Sex and the City and listening to Melissa Ethridge. I should be studying for my 9am final, but I'm not. How sad is it that I can't talk to them about it. Heck, I won't even write this where they can read this. Some form of venting helps though, on some level. Sing it, Melissa!

NO SLEEP TONIGHT!

Once upon a time I had this grand idea of going to bed early so I could arise bright and early the following morning...says the person who is still awake at quarter to midnight. This brilliant idea was once again dashed, only by self destruction. However, it only stands to reason that it is impossible to go to bed at 1:30 am one night and then go to bed at 10pm the following night. Therefore, I have my reasoning which I am constantly searching for. So, to all the sleepy people of the world, I hope to join you in the near future....