Spring Breaak.
While I did not go off to a far and wonderful warm, hot, sexy beach like Miami or Cancun, I did find myself in a handful of events during my last break as a student. Spring Break. A time for people to wile out and lose control. I decided to bring myself upstate to Oneonta..SUNY Oneonta, and visit my friend and boyfriend. Boy...I dunno.
Maybe a handful of events is just too belittling to such a week.
I wish that sometimes I didn't live in regret. I also wish that I could just change people's attitudes with the snap of my finger, I wish that I could have it all, it all..includes money, and I wish that everyone in the world lived forever...except the rapists and killers of course. This week was one hell of a riot...going back and forth trying to figure out of my friend is pissy mad at me. With her fluctuating attitudes, Im still not even sure! And when you're best friend is mad, you just seem to wonder if it makes sense to bother even try to make friends anymore. Nah mean? This girl is mad at me for something. I don't know what. And she wont say what. I think it could be the inclusion of the bf, but I just wish that maybe she could be happy for me. I don't know. It just never works to try to mix your bestf and your boyf in your fun affairs, especially if they are good friends and will most likely cause a lot of anguish for you when you are present, but get along just fine when you are gone. I wish I could eat my cake and have it too. I wish I could have both to be happy with. But maybe i'm wrong and I just have to face the fact! ughh jee goshh.
And then the constant bickering between me and my hublove is a given in any circumstance. I guess I have to admit that I do ask a lot. But goshh.. i just want to have him forever...and no one will let me:(. So these week went with tons of drinking and drunking, lots of laser tag fun, some of the most passionate sexual experiences that I ever had, and the pain in my heart that my bf was mad at me after fighting just when I left. I'm an emotional rollercoaster. Maybe I should be committed.

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