Hello there

Someone asked me today if I ever get tired

of being so busy. I said “No!! Are you kidding me? I hate not doing anything.” But today i went to hang out during the one hour i had of free time but that was just a tease. I want more. I feel like I don’t know anything about them anymore.

“That was hella cool the other day”

“What happened?”

“Oh you wouldn’t get it.”

It wears you out to keep trying to catch up only to lose touch over and over again. I believe I’ve seen one of my best friends 4 times at most this whole summer. The other I have yet to see.

Who knew that juggling dance team, tennis, link crew, class council, key club, family, boyfriend, and finally friends, would be so hard. Who Flippin’ Knew?

Why is it that I have to schedule times when I can see people, even if it’s only in hour intervals? “Yeah, I’m free between 12:00 and 2:00.” Who does that? I feel like an old business woman from movies who’s stuck to her fricken planner planning every little thing she has to do. Just look at my calendar. Every day has at least 2 things on it.

The answer to the question? Yeah, I guess I do get tired.