Saturday, January 29, 2005
I was doing well tonight at first. Good time sledding, great movie (equilibrium), surprise party for one of my friends, eating dinner with people I hadn't seen in a long time, and working on homework. But then Tara gave me his live journal address. I didn't know he had one. I wanted to crawl in a hole and die. I felt like such a b*tch. I didn't want to be comforted by people, so I decided to go for a run. Hmm...girl going alone at night to run. Not smart. So I got Ryan to go with me. Fike was closed so we ran on the icy roads. We didn't run for a long time cause Ryan was having a hard time keep up on the ice (southern boy), so we walked and talked about what was on my mind. It was helpful just to voice what I was feeling and what was wrong. Well, now I need to go work on my English paper. Tomorrow church is canceled, so we're having a worship service in the basement of the dorm which should be good and my team is scrimmaging another in soccer which will be fun. I hope I don't play like a retard. Paper calls.
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