Tomorrow...

Tomorrow is.... going to be good. It better be. I will (FINALLY) be able to drink Dr Pepper again!! Also, I'll be 19... And birthdays at work mean cookie cake!! Also, I have to start baking a cake... Sometime this weekend, I'm going out to eat with my family... I have no clue where. I'm supposed to pick... but I suck at that... Sunday I have to talk to Seth... Here's the dealio... My parents decided I am allowed to date him, so I talked to his parents and they're cool with it too. They just want me to wait until he's recovered from having his wisdom teeth removed (that's on Thursday). I just hope he still likes me. From the way he's been talking, I don't think he does... which breaks my heart. Oh well. Better my heart than his, I suppose. That is what I asked God for.


Anyway, new stuff I want for my birthday:

CDs or tees from the following (however, I'm picky about tees...):

• The White Stripes
• The Black Keys
• The Raconteurs
• The Fratellis
• Cold War Kids
• Modest Mouse
• Queens Of The Stone Age

Or any other alternative rock stuff I've been listening to here lately... it makes me happy. Which is pretty cool, since not much can make me happy recently. Music touches my soul in a way that nothing else can. Except maybe love. But since I ain't feelin' much of that lately.... so I turn to music. And prayer... obviously.


I miss Seth. He says he still wants to be my friend, but he doesn't. He avoids me, doesn't respond to texts, and rarely speaks to me unless he has to. That boy has to hate me... I'm sure of it. I just wish he didn't... Oh well... If it were meant to be, it would work... So I guess it's not... Which is for the better, I'm sure. He deserves someone much nicer than I am... I just wish he would at least be my friend. We went from talking all day, every day, to almost never speaking. This just sucks. But I'll stop whining now.


I do believe I need a long, hot shower to wash the stress off... Therefore, goodnight and God bless you guys. If you think about it, pray for me. I'm really past my breaking point. I don't know how I'm holding up. The only explanation I can come up with is that God is holding me together. Oh well... Later, y'all.