Saturday, January 10, 2004

I have a good half-hour before I can wash this dye out of my hair, and I'm trying to think of what to do with the rest of my day. I'm not sure I want to get my nails done again. Sure, it was nice tapping on every hard surface, but eh...
I really hope Stephen and I can actually make it to being friends. We've never really been just friends. We either date, or we're acquaintances. I just don't know that we could handle it, and as strong as I'm trying to be right now, "friends" just isn't what I'm looking for with him.
I'm glad I'm no longer blind to his faults. I just wish I could embrace them now that they're so apparent.
I've already begun laughing at my past (two days ago...) behavior. It disgusts me that I actually thought I couldn't make it through this, that I might actually want to end my life over such a trivial event. It's okay if he's not the one for me. I will be fine if there is no such person. But I do want to get married one day. I want children, and a happy family. And a little less heartache.

.:dr0wningophelia:. 09:28 | |