The Sun Will Come Out

Tomorrow. I don't know if I'm pretending, but I keep telling myself things are getting better in an odd way. But maybe that's just because I'm getting things I want, in ways that I don't want. You won't get it, but it doesn't matter. This is supposed to be my place of truth and honesty, so I'll be honest, and say.. I really still wish I was YOUR senior prom date just like you were mine. I still wish I could get all dolled up, JUST FOR YOU, watch you clean up nice, JUST FOR ME, and dance the night away in your arms (miraculously, possibly, to our song at the end of the night..) Not jealous, not upset, of the fact that you're taking someone else, because she's a girl I trust to help you have a fun night, but I just wish it was me. But, I can't be selfish so I have to tell you I'm fine and have accepted it. I mean, I already had my turn last year.. I owe it to you to be able to live your senior year the way you want. No, I haven't accepted the fact we're not together but what other choice do I have. Being okay with it is the only way I could still have you in my life.

School's a bust. Biology is just getting harder and harder. FUCK MUSCLES. Too many things to memorize and my brain is overflowing. Whatever, school has been so stressful and I don't think I could handle it anymore. But, I gotta do what I gotta dooo.

RIPRIPRIPRIP. Death in the family, has never been so frequent.

Picture blogs soon to come, just too lazy to upload. Recently bought a 580EXII flash for my xti. The bitch is fucking heavy and huge, but nonetheless beautiful.

Pursuit of Happyness, stillllllll on.