A perfect dive, a perfect day, a perfect lie
<<2002-11-06 - 6:26 p.m.>>

Dashboard Confessional - The Good Fight

I have to thank meh-i-suck for mentioning Dashboard Confessional in her entries and inspiring me to check them out because I don't think I've ever come across music I like so much or can relate to so well. How can one person with a guitar see so well into the souls of other people? I really don't know but I wish I could do it too.

I got my UCAS confirmation today. Just when I felt back in control and as if I was on top of everything, there has to a be a fat white envelope with a password inside it waiting for me this afternoon. So basically I go on the website, enter random numbers and it will tell me if a university has accepted me or not. It could be any time in the next three months. Meh. Like I care. They could be on there now... my offers... I haven't checked it yet, I can't face it.

I had an e-mail from Dawn and she says her life has changed so much since she left she feels like a different person. But she seems prety happy.

I got my ceramic hair straighteners yesterday before I went to Rob's, so yay. Ok so I'm poor now but I have straight hair! I look scarily like Avril Lavigne. Hmm, I don't know if that's a good thing.

So yesterday we were evacuated from Rob's cause of a gas leak... for hours and hours. It was funny for the first hour or so, then it just wasn't any more. I was not impressed. But then, I got to stay over and we did eventually get into the house. This time I actually went to college and I was on time too! I had an IT exam so I kinda had to go. It was ok. Nicky was on the bus home and we were tallking, as we seem to do about every three months. She's such an ace person, seriously. She's still with Matt, and Ruth and Max got back together. That's well scary... they were together before I met Rob and they're still going. It's funny... all of us who weren't too bothered about relationships in high school are all in long-term things now, while those who were desperate for boyfriends and stuff back then are still single and desperate. Hehe. You may detect a note of smugness from me because they were the people who tried to tell me what to do about my own love life. Screw them all.

I need to be able to play a guitar. I really do. Which would require time that I don't have right now *sigh* anyway yeah. I'm not unhappy. Peaceful, yes; Thoughtful, yes; miserable... maybe a little. I think it's just that I think too much. Sometimes I think myself in circles and it gets confusing.

This is weird. It's a bit like writing to yourself. I look back on some of thse entries and think I sound so young even though it's only been a few months.

I wonder where I'll be in ten years. And who will be there, wherever I am, with me.

"Do you do you like dreaming of things so impossible? Where only the practical are ever involved? While wading through all your bad bad days, just to end them with someone you care about..."

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