you spin me right round baby, right round...

a hard cry and a couple hours of sleep later i feel much better.

it's a good thing he's gone for awhile. maybe i can get my head back on straight in his absence. being this spun is making me a melodramatic crazy person, and i really don't like it. it's suddenly clear why i was so insane when i was younger - crushes and young love get me so turned around that i spin out of control. it's like being on a tilt-a-whirl 24/7. of course, that's part of the fun, but right now i just feel seasick.

*turns up the radio and opens all the windows*

two slaps to the face

i'm not sure which kills me more:
the fact that he asked the king of disks to take him to the airport instead,
or
the fact that he left early to go see his girlfriend.