work today was oh so hectic. so many people, tons of bitching people. fuck sundays, who needs church anyway. live by what you believe in, not by what a book tells you to. you might as well just write your own book, that way there's no rules you'd be breaking and you can live your life the way you want to. i never want to work a sunday again, fuck that. the rest of my day was spent doing absolutely nothing. sad, i know. and at night i am just a complete WRECK : it's not even funny. i don't know why i miss him most at night, but i do. so every night i wear the tye-dye sweatshirt he bought me for my birthday in new york and it makes me think of him. i think i've cried an ocean on it already, lame. i miss him more than you could imagine, and i can't wait until OCTOBER to see him : ( this is lame as anything, but i know i have to wait and i know he needs his time to soak up this whole dumb college scene. see, i'm trying to be mature about it. i can't keep my eyes open any longer. sleep seems so far away though, without hearing his voice before i sleep. i am ridiculous, i know. sweet dreams love ♥