Last night I went out with Andrew C. and Billy and it was amazing. Only because I got to see so many other people that we didn’t even know was going to be at Wild West. It was one of the best nights I’ve had.
But I also made a bet that I wouldn’t talk to Andrew C. from Friday (today) till Sunday. So far, so good. Only because he really did hurt my feelings from something he said. Joke or not. Drunk or not.
Note to self: Do not drink the day before Vocals class.
Today in Leadership Challenge class we went around in a circle and said what that person has been blessed with a gift. Things like that person has: heart, courage, emotions, that they: care, love, give, never take, etc. It was one of the best lessons. I learned a lot about how people see me and how others see one another.
I’ve always been a vulnerable person but to show it, that’s a weakness and so I try my best not to cry or show I care. But no matter how much of the tough girl act I show, they can see right through me and they find me crumbling in the palm of their hands during that class.
I. Cry. Like. A. Baby.
A group of us went out to eat afterward and it was just so wonderful to be in their presence. To know that together we are stronger.
Heartaches and mistakes,
How many hits can a good girl take?
I’m tired of hurting, slowly learning.
Irate you’re too late.
Look at the mess that you’ve created.
♥ He Is We