The Blog of the Not-So-Famous Michaela


Mah grad party. (: and it’s alright, we talked. And we should tots hang out some time, yes?



Indeed you were, and you are in France… So you are forgiven…as are you, Erin because we talked about it…same with everyone who contacted me about it.

God I feel like a bitch.


My eyes are still puffy.

Weird.


Well, let’s see If I cam get some sleep before church tomorrow.


Dear lord I look like I had a reaction to something.

Honestly though I’m not trying to make anyone feel guilty, I’m just trying to make sense of all this and my thoughts refuse to stay quiet.

Dear lord I look like I had a reaction to something.

Honestly though I’m not trying to make anyone feel guilty, I’m just trying to make sense of all this and my thoughts refuse to stay quiet.


Goddamn it.


I guess what I really want is for someone to hug me and tell me it’s all in my head.


I really hate to bitch about this but it’s been bugging me all night and I figure two thirty in the morning on Tumblr is a good place to put my feelings down without too many people seeing it.

So today was my graduation party and no where near half my friends showed up. I just feel hurt and a little confused that so many people forgot about it. I mean it was a huge thing to me and the fact that so few people from school showed just rocked and scared me to my core. Am I that unimportant to people that they just completely forgot about it? I mean only one youth pastor showed up. One. So here I am having a huge emotional break down wondering how many people actually care and who all were just acting.

Now don’t get me wrong, I am immensely grateful for those who came but I’m just terrified more than anything right now.


Dear Lord, my shoulder kills.


I quite enjoyed my graduation party.

To be honest, I was surprised some people came and I was surprised some people didn’t. But it was fun.


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