And the rings are slipping from my fingers. I've lost weight, I can easily tell. I don't even know why.
I finally got my license. It's about time. I've been looking for a job, but there's not much to choose from. I'm going to put my application into the local radio station, hopefully they'll give me a job.
Peter and I broke up. Seriously, I think I'm better off not worrying about being in a relationship. I'll just live life and have fun, and not worry. Shannon wants me, he told me that, I've known that for a while. I guess that was part of what made me realize a little piece of me, actually wants him too. That's one reason why I broke up with Peter. He said it was cool though, it was fine. I don't know anymore.
Dylan is the latest fixture of my friends. Two of them are "head over heels" for him. Grow up and get a life. Seriously.
Blehhh. I need sleep. Message me I suppose, if anyone actually still reads this thing. Goodnight. I'm going to sleep through the next millenium.