Life is fucking weird.

Good news! I finally have a LAPTOP AGAIN. I haven't had one in like...literal years. While I'm trying to be better about journaling (like with an actual pen and paper). Using Satyrn, aka New School Mindsay, makes me feel like I'm in the 8th grade. Blogging on the library computer.

Crushing on...Thomas. I think, that was his name. Telling him and Ashley, his best friend, about Mindsay and them joining.

Little did I know, later that year, Thomas would be the first guy I would actually confess I liked. Turns out, he didn't like me. Major bummer but he actually didn't like girls at all. 

ALSO I TOLD MY AUNTIE ABOUT MINDSAY AND SHE HAD ONE FOR A PERIOD OF TIME TOO.

~anyways~

I seem to be on a never-ending supply of Ginger Ale. I've been sick for a long time but chalked it up to my anxiety. It's gotten worse these past few weeks - so I guess, BACK TO THE DOCTOR. To make sure there isn't anything more severe going on with me. Please not ulcers again.

I'm sure I'll think of more to talk about but for now. I think that's enough. Ciao bellas 

The Promise Ring - Is this thing on - Album: Nothing feels good