Blowing things out of proportion

Gah.

As much as I'm pretending I don't care (I don't!), I do. All the maybe's. The could-have-been's. The promises that are clearly not going to be kept. Empty words.

OKAY. That was it. Last last last bit of patheticness. I'm done done done done done done. Over it. Over it over it over it over it. If I say it enough times, it'll come true, right? No. Not a question. It will come true.

Ughh why am I being so silly? -whacks head- Girl, you need some sense knocked into you. There was nothing there. Twas all imaginary, dear.

Haha. Oh gosh. I'm making such a big deal out of something so minuscule. Sleeping at 1 am two nights in a row is making me uncharacteristically melodramatic.

I'll bet anything my mind is blowing everything way out of proportion.

Man I gotta stop doing that.

Anyway, I did have a lovely day. Lifegroup BBQ. Soccer. Food. Left my phone and bag unattended (technically not because my friends were there), and they took a bunch of selfies and left a video warning me to not leave my bag unattended. Whoops. Headed back to the Sim's house. Walked to Knox with Kendrick to pick up his suit. It didn't seem pathetic or whatever when he talked about his break up. I think the trick is how you tell the story. And how you choose to see it. And from who's perspective it's coming from.

Jam session. Singing and guitar. I never knew Kendrick was that musically talented. We even wrote the first verse and chorus of an excessively cheesy song. Ha. It was fun though.

Me.