that was.. mostly what i thought it would be.
we got in a bigish fight though.. (big for us)
he basically said like. he's tired of being a close-minded jerk who says mean things to me and has all these standards for me and shit.
it was nice to hear.
i almost told him about.. something.
like. "things just happened so fast. i don't think i've processed it yet"
he said that scared him. i think he knew what i meant.
we argue about the stupidest shit which leads up to a meaningful one. i guess that's how it always goes.
i feel like i can be more specific when i have this private. kind of like it. maybe i'll keep it this way.
maybe maybe maybe maybe.
myssyk is fuckin' adorable. i want him to like me. like not be his friend or his student i just want him to be like "savannah, she's a good person" strange feeling. everyone wants to be liked.
i made 6th chair! out of 14. not as good as last year.. i think if we did reseating i would have done good but.. yeah. aaron whitehurst was first! i'm so happy for him. he needs to be appreciated more. then katie was like 8th or 10th or something. and elly sat next to her on the outside. and uhh. christiana was back there.. i'm not sure. all i know is that. me and aaron were da best! haha ishouldn'tcareishouldn'tcareishouldn'tcare. but i feel like we're kind of underdogsish. compared to like.. fuckin' katie. whatever. i'm just not completely dissapointed or overjoyed.
uhhh. i feel really ambivalent about.. things.
yeah.
this whole week i've been feeling off balance. like i'm on a boat. like seasick. it's so weird. i can't move my head fast or i'll just like.. die. but yeah!
shit's great..
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