relevance

Yesterday's horoscope fit me to a tee, and so here it is:

You don't give yourself enough credit, Virgo. You're naturally humble and probably soft-spoken, which may be why you aren't patting yourself on the back right now and blowing you're own horn. You've recently come through an ordeal with flying colors due to your diligence and integrity. You may not see it that way, though. You probably figure that you did because it was what was required of you. Nothing more and nothing less. That's a typically humble Virgo reaction. But it isn't vain or narcissistic to recognize your own achievements. It's necessary sometimes to applaud yourself for a job well done because it keeps your spirits up and makes your successes that much more enjoyable.

(It's semi-weird that horoscopes know so much about my life, when I don't even know what I feel sometimes).Before & After
(I REALLY DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY MY PICTURES ARE SIDEWAYS)
>.<

i can still feel the lump

Throughout this whole, entire day it never hit me. Never hit me that I would most likely NOT see all the people I graduated with today, that I would most likely not see any of my close friends, and that I would not be here in about two months. It didn't hit me until the next-to-last hug I got from one of my friends which I've known since freshman year. Time goes by soooo fast, too fast for my liking. And the entire reality of it all just took me by surprise (took both of us by surprise) and we just cried on each other's shoulder. Technically, I started bawling my eyes out & so I made her cry. But, ugh...I just don't know.

I don't think I'm ready to grow up. I don't think I'm ready to go to college, I'm not exactly ready to meet new people. Put simply, I'm not ready to do anything. Maybe this feeling is temporary since I graduated today. And maybe a couple days or weeks from now I'll be super-duper happy I finished high school. I definitely know it's a time for keeping your old memories, and getting used to new beginnings, and I should just take it one step at a time...and I think that's what I'll do.

I'm currently getting texts from people inviting me to their parties, and I'm just not in the mood. Is it weird that I choose to stay home & watch movies rather than going out and partying today? I still feel like crying..

the decision.

Currently debating on whether I should call my father letting him know I'm graduating & giving him a ticket, or just not telling him anything at all.

he lends his coat for shelter..

'See, all I ever wanna do is be relevant, just tell me that I ever meant anything or that you could ever see me and you in another light. But it's like the dark women endures the darkest nights by the wrong man and mostly all of them have made you somewhat incapable of a first impression. What I do is I channel my aggression with no cable or antenna, just intentions to impress you, if capable (haha). Hoping that the material possessions can materialize to a better you:

Cars.

Nothing I drive can drive you out of this frame of mind with such an ugly picture in it and,

Money.

Nothing I buy can buy me more time for your ears to tell your heart to listen to it.

Diamonds.

A girl's best friend is what they say but, believe me with the right allegiance baby you gonna shine anyways, and everyday that goes by is a couple more lines in her diary. The day before is better than the present, so anyone presented in her presence endures these life sentences. There's no key for release, no reason to be around, her mind's in the clouds, she writes it all down, in her diary.'

just a band-aid, it'll come around heehaw

(this is not what I wanted to write about, but I just saw a freaking insidious picture, I just happened to run into one online. Scariest fucking shit ever, not cool. I had to turn on the damn light. EFFFFFFF.)

Is it weird that I feel like such a whore? Very vulgar word, but seriously. Actually, it's quite funny, but everything is funny to me so that doesn't mean anything. And truthfully, I don't even know if I want to write about this. I'll just leave it here as a way of reminding me of what I have to write about.

THE INCONGRUENCE OF IT ALL.

What. a. night.

You find out a lot of things when you drunk text. I wasn't the one who was drunk though.

intimates

I love this picture, it's so spring-y. It was my attempt at making some lemon tea, but apparently I kind of exaggerated with the lemons, I put too much. It came out bitter, even with the cinnamon sticks in there, even with the pound of sugar I poured. It just wasn't working, so I didn't get to enjoy my tea :( Before bed, I think I might make some cup noodles because I'm starving.
I could go for some powdered sugar covered waffles right about now, OMG.






..........that's the way the cookie crumbles.