In the last week I...

become a major procrastinator.
had two nose bleeds.
become bifflez again.
shared stories with my momski.
slept in my mom's bed 4 times.
used my scrap notebook for good again.
spoke to the love of my life twice.
accomplished one of the two times, failed the second...tremendously.
talked to a 3 year old ghost, it was cool, but he keeps hitting on me.
ventured through good future DIY projects.
attempted to apply to university...failed.
somehow made him come back...i'm a fine catch i know.
been replaced...which kinda doesn't bother me, but i am getting panicky.
realized that my tolerance went up...i'm a champ i know.
changed my card for the 4th time.
swallowed the biggest pill of my life; accomplishment.
kept to my commitments. (one could say)
definitely not fulfilled my december goal...which makes me sad and lonely for another winter.
missed two days of school...grrrreat.
mirrored someone else's feelings to fit in while losing my own.
used my secret time to ask for something that i've always wanted.
made up ideas for others.

Overall...
this week was not one of my best and although I have at some points proven my courageous attitude and let down my guard at all means without any cause, no good has come out of it...yet. But I'm losing you even though I pray for us, and the sad part is that it doesn't matter to me anymore, but it does. You said that you'd see me soon, well that was what I wanted it to mean.