The original title of this was mostly because of my teenage love for Jack's Mannequin's first album. And in a way, I guess I'd like to think my life really is a story for someone out there. I suppose it gives some meaning to all of the nothing.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Which isn't really a pet peeve, but is more of something that just really grinds my gears: Being the scapegoat when other people are incapable of living up to their own mistakes. That basically made up my last two days... Luckily I had good company around to keep me sane. Now to attempt to just let it go and start over tomorrow.
Thank God I am leaving on Sunday for Yosemite for a few days. I definitely need this getaway..