Another crazy week is over! Between classes and riding the T and sailing lessons and photo sessions, I managed to survive on little sleep and food. Today Meredith and I ventured out for some good ol' entertainment courtesy of the city of Boston. After walking all around the Prudential Center and dragging Meredith out of Sephora, we walked through Copley Square and managed to see vegans dressed up as a chicken, a cow, and a pig. We were able to keep our mouths shut and not comment on how tasty meat is and crossed the street to find everyone's favorite insane person: Jesus Guy. After that we went to BK (Meredith's classy night out) and outside was this weird little machine that read auras for free so of course...it was free. Apparently my aura is full of reds and oranges which means I have alot of passion and I am very determined to go after what I want. I think it might have something to do with the fact that my hands were warm when I put them on the machine...Anyway, Meredith decided we should go to a free aura reading/yoga class on Thursday so that's where I'll be if you all need me. Then we walked through the Gardens and the Commons and saw the regular crazys and Meredith only bought one thing (erotic pumpkin spray) as opposed to a dozen she usually buys. Tomorrow we go to our surrogate parent's house for a real meal which to me is Heaven right now.
Most of the time in my life (ok, more like all of the time) I feel like I am that stable person that everyone can count on and hangs their problems and issues onto because I can handle it, and I'm sick of it. Who am I supposed to turn to? Most of the people who have come into my life have offered me great things, but also alot of grief and it's just not worth it. I feel like people think I'm the first one it's ok to let down because I can take it, which I usually can because I learned early on in my life that the only one I can really trust and rely on is myself, but it would be nice for people to shoulder some of the responsibility or to own up to where they went wrong.
H.
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