Today sucked. Compared to any school day it kicked ass, but as for being the last day of my vacation at the beach, well, it reeked. I woke up at 7, then went back to sleep. I woke up at 8, then went back to sleep. I woke up at 9, then forced myself out of bed. Christine slept over last night, so I woke her up too. We had to clean up since we're getting ready to go home tomorrow, so that sucked. And then I texted Houston and he blew me off. There went my plans. Then I walked around the resort desperately searching for a source of entertainment--none. I'm now all pruny and wet from sitting in the public hot tub staring at the clock for an hour and 15 mins. My book that I'm reading about how to let go of someone... well I've already jumped wayyy ahead of myself and I'm getting quite anxious. Please please please dont let these signs point to the inevitable conclusion: I need affection to be happy. My god how pathetic would I be.
We're probably going to see a movie tonight, but what I want more than anything is to succumb to my emotions. I need to either be surrounded by a lot of friendly people, or I need to be eft alone to reflect on how lonely I am.
Wishing for anything great,
Carrie Anne.
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