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So, it's official, I love you guys. Everyone that took my poll missed me. That makes me very happy. :)
I just read through my journal, and I realized that its been so long since I actually navigated through this site that I don't actually know where the messages are. Hahahahah. Damn... So oh well. Lmfao.
And of course I'm on here so early (Or late if you consider that I haven't been to sleep yet..) because my friend is having a birthday party tonight. I went. For a while. With all my roommates and tried to enjoy myself. I did what I could, but I'm sick, and everything smelt like booze, so it just gave me a headache.
Coady was having a good time, so I didn't want to bother him at all, and I wanted to go home. My ride there had already left, so I wasn't going to call him back. So I texted a friend of mine to come get me. We end up talking the whole ride back about how nervous I am with leaving Coady at that party. We live together; Coady and I, and I love him, so the concept of spending a night without him makes me unhappy. (As my facebook status reflects) I mean don't get me wrong, I trust him with my life, but the little young drunk girls there, I don't.
So Tyler(My friend that drove me home) asked me if I needed company, because he totally knows the situation I'm in right now.. But I just nicely declined and said "No thank you. I prefer not to cry in front of friends that I don't know very well. Hell, I don't really like crying in front of Coady.." I actually half wished that he had stopped me and spent a little bit of time with me, but I figured a couple hours alone (Or the rest of the night as it is seeming) should be good for me.
So once I get inside, I get a text from my friend telling me to cheer up, and things like that. But I hate to say, it's really hard to cheer up when my boyfriend is at a party that I'm not at, and he might be staying the night with people we don't really know, and there's lots of drunk girls that seem to like to flirt with anyone and everyone. I mean call me crazy, but I don't drink with LGs for that very reason. They can't hold their liquor. AND they lose their state of mind..
So what I'm trying to say is: If any of those girls touch my boyfriend, I'll break their necks. And.... I'm lonely. I want Coady to come home.
I just feel like crying. I'm so lonely. BUt I don't know what I'm waiting for. He can't read my mind. He doesn't know what I'm thinking. For all he knows, other than texting him and asking how he was, I might be asleep already.
Clearly, I'm not.
And I have a migrane.
Any of you guys have a crazy emotional life right now too?
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