No seriously I hate it. For some reason always freak out and have to like lock every door possible and then keep at least half the lights on. People probably would think I'm crazy if they drove by the house.
Being of home I'm having mixed feelings about being back. I feel like I have even less friends then before I left. Every time I text someone or try and make plans they always seem to blow me off. I can't even count how many people I asked to do something with me tonight or stay with me cause I hate being alone. But alas I'm not sitting here typing this in a house by myself. Shocker.
I guess being home also makes me a little depressed just because I'm lacking such a social element in my life which makes me miss James even more. Maybe I'm just not used to having to plan hanging out instead of just walking down the hallway and having someone to do something with. Who knows hopefully things will be better when Sean gets home.
Whatever that's enough complaining for one blog post.
Sorry about that.
2 comments:
I'm home alone for two weeks! This post is the story of my life except I don't know anyone named James that I would be missing.
P.S. I'm not blog-stalking you, I just had your blog on Google Reader back when you actually wrote on it.
You can text meeeee if you want. I'm free, like, all the time because I'm jobless/searching for jobs and I'd like to catch up with you. :]
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