?wtf

So for the first time in like 3 years I went to bed happy!!! And I woke up happy. Family is not always related by DNA. To new family and new beginnings

So I really hate how just because I'm 17 I'm not an adult.... I have 2 part time jobs, I'm a high school senior full time and I'm military, But u know someone who is 30 never had a job and still lives a home playing video games all day is an adult... Fuck this it's not logic

So I find it funny how I can always count on the daily rumors to fill me in on who I am and what my plans for the day might be. Example: yesterday I found out I'm in a relationship with my best friend even though I have a boyfriend and she has a boyfriend and neither one of us is a lesbian. Weird how everyone seems to know things about me even before I know them about myself.... Rants over

update they got me .... Boy was I pissed

That smile is killing me. (It's of the new season when he see's kelly)

That moment when a situation comes along and makes your bad day 10X worse then it already is. For me it was my younger cousin(16) stopped and picked me up from the side of the road because I walked home from work. I will be 18 before he is 17 and he gets a red corvette and I can't even get my permit yet.

So I had this amazing dream that for some reason some of my friends and i where out side of Mark Harmon's house and all I can remember was that him and pam had a cookout and all my friends and I where invited. Mark, pam, and I have a wonderful conversation. Then there was some type of firework show and Mark took my arm in his and lead me to where the crowed was to watch the fireworks. Then sadly I woke up.

So I'm at this camp. It's called F.I.C and it is at a college that I'm wanting to go to. But it's suppose to be fun. A week of meeting people that inspire me to actually try for my dream job. But right now instead of opening my self I'm sitting on the floor , not talking, trying to distract my self from the anxiety attack that I'm having

For some reason I always allow my brother to talk me into drinking with him. I have not puke, but it's been twenty four hours and i still feel like s***.

I went on my first college campus tour. It definitely knocked me down a peg. I thought that I could not wait for college and to be a grown up. Know I'm thinking I would love to be five years old again.

So I wrote a letter to mark harmon and I got this back in return. It might only be a picture but I'm happy

I'm sitting at a table with almost 20 friends yet I have nobody to talk to...... what's wrong with me