I’m at Mitch’s house. He’s sleeping. I don’t blame him. I am rather exhausted, but a nap would not be a good idea for me at the moment. I would end up sleeping forever.
We were supposed to go camping. Camping would have been fun. Plus, I would have got the chance to see some people from Knoxville which would have been amazing. I miss that stupid little city more than words can possibly describe. But the weather was plotting against me. I am not the most outdoorsy type of girl. Adding in rain and storms was just not going to happen.
I have been thinking so much lately. That is all there is to do in my hometown really. I have thought about how I slacked off so much this year I was on the verge of losing my financial aid, about how the friends I used to have all seem so shallow and uninteresting, about how the friends I am making all seem too serious, about how my mom seems so childish and innocent, about how I don’t worry as much as I used to, about everything.
I guess all of that sounds kind of bad… it’s not really. I just wish all my thinking amounted to something, but it never does. It just ends up with me being frustrated.
Lately, I have noticed a few of the people that have unfollowed me. Honestly, when I notice, it stings a little. I’m not going to lie… my initial reaction is to call them a bitch and click unfollow as fast as I can.
However, I try and remember that there are reasons I followed that person to begin with. They are interesting, funny, or smart. I never follow people just because they follow me so I figure I should not unfollow them just because they unfollow me.
I should point out that after someone unfollows me I totally don’t trust there taste in anything anymore. Obviously, I am the most amazing blogger EVER. Anyone that does not follow me is an idiot. (that’s me being sarcastic people… don’t start unfollowing by the masses.)