Today I went to Cleveland with the Drawing and Painting club. It was pretty sweet. I got to ride up with an Alpha Psi Omega brother of mine, Jen...who is not an art major, but she is dating the president of Drawing and Painting club so she went along with us. I rode with her and it was nice talking to her. I got to see Gaunguin, and some Van Gogh, and Monet, Picasso, Cezanne, Matisse, among many others.
It was a long day.
I barely slept last night.
I finally shut my tv off at around 4am. I laid in bed for almost an hour because my head hurt so bad; I'd been crying a lot. Like...even right now the tears are spilling out of my eyes. Anyway, at 5, I got up and got a shower and then ate a bowl of cereal hoping it would make me sleepy. In the morning, I woke up to someone calling me asking where I was...It was 8:25...we were suppose to be there at 8:20....Leaving at 8:30. Thank goodness they were stopping at the bagel shop in Edinboro so I had time to catch up. I was shaking so much.
All day my eyes felt so heavy I thought they were going to roll out of thier sockets.
Why...?
Because I am thinking about letting go of one of the only people who's given me a chance. Ever.
He's like...my best friend.
I don't want him to know how much I'm loosing it inside.