I got my hair cut today. It needed it pretty badly. I needed it too...cut ties with my past, metephorically speaking. It's crazy how one person can totally shatter every good feeling I had for them, and I somehow just can't seem to forget him. At least a dozen times every day I tell myself that I'm not going to think about him and then at midnight when I'm half asleep I find my thoughts drifting to him and how we used to be. It's been over a month and I haven't talked to him. I wonder how he is, and how Joss is. I miss watching him play with her, and knowing that no matter what he may say, he's completely wrapped around her tiny finger. Oh well. Maybe it's better this way. If anyone has any ideas about letting go of the past that they wouldn't mind sharing, it'd be greatly appreciated. I work all next week, I'm so happy. I tell people that, and then they give me weird looks. Okay, I know I'm crazy alright? But when I usually work only like three days, it's nice to get more hours. I've worked four of six days this week, and then I'm getting all six days next week. All this money...guess where it's going. Band fees, of couse. I'm hoping that when I get my fees paid off I can buy myself a new phone. Either that or start saving for a car and college. College. That reminds me, I need to take the February ACT so that I can get my stupid applications in and all that. Uggh, I don't want to deal with this. But at the same time I know I want to go. I want to teach. History, to be precise. Ancient world, if I can. Or Midevil (sp?) history. I love history. It's kind of ridiculous though, the way it repeats itself. Over and over...you'd think people would learn. Ha. Funny...