Eating: Um... life?
Drinking:Dasani water
Wearing: Jeans, black tank top with built in bra, lavender panties, eith a little sleeping kitty on them, my claddagh, green choker and matching earrings, contacts, vestiges of the day's make-up, black belt.
Listening to: *Hummmmrumblerumblerumble* It's my washing machione making contented noises.
Chatting with: Keeping my own counsel.
Thinking: "I need to concentrate on my posture more."
Remembering: Dave's tongue ring.
Glad for: My ability to move past fear into growth.
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Heh...heh...yeah, sorry. all time - is relative
Oooie, quick one. I'm still grounded. So sorry. I just got back from a week long choir camp, had an absolute blast. Yeah, so. I decided I am going to try to switch high schools so I can be in an actual choir. Also give me a chance to get away from 'him'. I don't know if I can deal. I still think he was cheating on me, and I don't think I can deal with what he did to me, and what he took. It is more his loss than mine, I know, he isn't going to get anyting as good as me for a long as time for a while, but it still hurts. Specially since I know he is so over me and doesn't care about me anymore. Whoops, this didn't mean to comde out as a whining entry. I did help someone this weekend though, with emotional walls. I think he will alright. K, I have to go, I love you all more than you can know, and hug someone today. it'll make you feel bettter.
Quote for the Entry: "Thank you. Just, thanks." -Ben, the guy I helped. I love him to death, he's fantastic. And he looks like Johnny the Homicidal Maniac and almost as scary. Or at least he seems that way before you give him a hug.
all time - is relative