I have dedcided I am going to walk for graduation.
I hate that Andrew still pisses me off, because I am sure he doesn't mean to.
I don't know about this steve thing.
Working at the movie theatre makes me feel really stupid; I feel the constent need to defend my job, even though no one is asking me to.
All the people that I know here are under 20.
There is no tea in the house.
I could use more hugs.
I feel pretty bad about the Rhys thing. (and the james thing).
That may sound like bitching, and maybe some of it is, but mostly I just needed to say it.