On a high, On a high there's nothing more to it.

Setting the record straight(er). The worst is over, we can all breathe soundly now. The make up was sweeter than expected. Fighting with my bestfriend caused such a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach, especially because the whole fight was started by pure stubborness and immaturity on my part. I really thought i'd grown up, boy was i wrong. I wasted a whole weekend being bitter, over what? I couldn't even tell you. I have so much soul searching to do. Voodoo is this fucking weekend, even though i am ticketless currently i am excited none the less. I'm broadning these horizons of mine, i'm trying to be the "change i want to see in the world." Why have i been oozing cheesiness lately? I'm buying new cobra wednesday, so pumped. I love you world, thanks for always proving me wrong.