I have remnants of today's mascara smeared across my face... and under my fingernails.
I am eating a candy bar.
I am thinking about work tomorrow.
I am half-heartedly watching Bones. It is about a bride who died.
I am debating whether to clean my room tonight, or tomorrow... And whether to get a glass of milk.
I am worrying about school.
I am wishing for things: love, friendships, happiness, a car.
I am remembering: where I was last year. Where I was two years ago. December 16, 2008.
I am wondering about boys (dates?) from back then. HIM... Others...
Where are they now? Are they happy?
I am wondering about other friends from days gone by.
I am really debating getting milk.
I am hoping for the future. A better tomorrow. A happy graduation. A happily ever after.
I am thinking about you.
What are you doing at 12:46 a.m.? Hopefully what I should be doing--
--Sleeping.
Eh.
Maybe that's what I'll do tomorrow night.
Until then, I will continue doing/thinking/wondering/worrying/wishing.
And getting milk.
I am at Disneyland. I'm upset. I'm hurt. Even though I have no reason to be. It was my fault. I'm missing HER. But I know I can't go back. I'm not even sure what I feel for her anymore. All I know is I miss her. And I wish I was here enjoying it with her.
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