When my mom calls me out of my room, I usually groan in annoyance that I have to walk all the over to her (which is only less than 10 feet - I know, talk about first world problems).
Little did I know that what she said would alter my mood/emotions for the rest of the day.
Say that you go to UST for college. You know we (Mom & Dad) are not paying anything at all, right?
I was about to cry but I absolutely don’t like breaking down and crying in front of people especially my mom. If I had to choose between who I cried in front of, she’d honestly be the last person.
So, it came down to the fact that I have to take out a student loan..
Every year is around $34,000. I got $10,500 per year. That means I’m gonna have to take out a loan for $94,000.
This calls for a second job and no more spending money on useless shit.
If I’m annoyed of you and you live three hours away.. I can’t imagine summer.. Fuck.
I honestly wanted to put this on my public tumblr just to let everyone know how I feel at the moment but I decided to refrain because I didn’t want to put you on blast.. so I just decided to write it in my private one.. but I thought maybe you wouldn’t like that either.. so I should just send it to you personally! But no.. If you’ve got nothing nice to say. Don’t say it.
She was right all along. Yeah, he’s a douchebag.
While we were dating, I couldn’t seem to put it in my head that you were really a douche.. Maybe some comments here and there but I would never have called you one. At least not back then.
Ever since we’ve broken up, all I hear are douchey comments from your mouth. What seems to be your closest girl friend can vouch for that.
Don’t you think it’s a little embarrassing that she’d change her schedule to late arrival instead of having early release and having to deal with you?
Something is wrong when both her and your ex-girlfriend can confidently label you as a douchebag.
You know why I could never recall anything you said that made you sound like such a douchebag? It’s because it’s who you are. It’s your personality.
I can only tolerate it for so long. I’m done. I’m tired of sitting around and not saying anything about it. Fuck you.
This would be so much easier if you were mine. I could just call you up and be assured to fall asleep with a smile on my face. You always know how to cheer me up without trying.
It made me amazingly happy when you hugged me and told me you wanted to talk to me last night.
I came home thinking you’d text me or at least be on Facebook, but you weren’t. And that’s okay though. You were probably busy on COD or something.
I fell asleep around one and had the funniest dream. It had you in it! And for some reason.. that dream made up for the phone call because I wanted it be to true. I wake up and see a text from you at two in the morning, which made me smile once again, knowing you didn’t forget about me.
So, after taking senior pictures.. My confidence level has officially been brought down 249023509475809 levels.
Wanting to go back to the gym more than ever.
