Overboard

The other day I was hanging out with Mel, and we were at Borders. I had just remembered McFly was in a magazine, and I was desperately looking for it. Mel was following me around, saying, "What on earth are you looking for?" And when I told her, she did one of those typical, rolling-her-eyes-and-sighing things. After we had already discussed the differences between our musical tastes. After we had already discussed that she doesn't have to like the things that I like. After we had already discussed that I want her to support my tastes, just like I do hers.

She had already bought three magazines while I was still looking for the McFly magazine, including one with the Decemberists (a favourite band of hers) on the cover. She continued to follow me around, complaining: "Can we go now? Can we go now? Can we go now?" And I just kept snapping, "No. No. No." I wasn't finished looking. It was like my wants didn't matter to her. It's just frustrating that after almost 8 years of friendship, it's gotten to this point. It really makes me want to put my head through a wall.

It's real for us

For my 18th birthday, I've decided that I want a Harry Potter tattoo, after seeing so many awesome and amazing ones. Having been a fan since I was in third grade, I don't think I'll regret it. My problem is that I don't know what to get! There are so many aspects of the series and the fandom that I love and that are dear to me, that I just can't pick one. I'll have to re-read the series again with a notebook to decide what quote, image, or combination I want. I'm really excited about this; I've always wanted a tattoo but never knew what to get.

Post graduation

Today was just a plain horrible day. I was sick, dealing with shit I didn't want to deal with, along with other stuff.

I realized that I need to increase my dosage of anti anxiety, because although I no longer stress over little things, I still stress a lot over the big things (today being an excellent example of that). I realized that I still put myself down in a different way than before, and that not everything is as bright and happy as I thought it was.

Now I'm going to go upstairs and crawl into bed.