I got back from Palm Springs last night after our flights being delayed 2 hours because of bad weather in San Francisco [where we were laying over]. All I wanted was to get home, though now I kind of don’t want to be here anymore. The trip was fun, even though I was coughing, hacking and sniffling basically the entire time we were there. We swam almost every night, and goofed off the whole time. On Wednesday we went up on the tram to the mountain, which was pretty cool. It’s hard to imagine a cold place with snow in the same area as a hot and sunny desert. Afterwards we went to this show called “Cirque Dreams” which was pretty cool. Hot sweaty muscle guys, hot sweaty guys on the trapeze. Hot.
But most of the time I was there I couldn’t stop thinking about Paul and our past little excursions. Then I’d think about how sad it was I couldn’t have him. And do you know how much it pains me when he starts talking about this girl he still has feelings for, when I still have feelings for him? It hurts. But I’m sure I’ll get over it. I don’t think I’m going to intentionally talk to him for awhile, maybe that will help.
Whatever.
Melissa and I are going to the mall later, so then I can check out all the cute boys. That’s one good thing about being single; I don’t have to worry about checking out boys. Yay.
Later I’ll probably put up some pictures from the trip, but right now I’m going to just chill.
♥Norie
×Hates×
Violence. Drugs. Alcohol. Insecurity. Summer. Annoying people.