i just combed my hair! that deserves a diary entry.... >.<

it's all straight and falling down... *makes a weird look towards her hair* eek.


well i sometimes have the need to comb my hair when i come out of the shower... and i stress the word sometimes...

She wants to know what I want.
But...
I don't know how to put in words.


I feel stupid because it takes me so long to say certain things... it pisses me off.


i hate myself the way I acted today. i wasn't there to say bye to her when she left for work.
All because of some stupid tickets... i can't believe i did that.

i know she comes first. but sometimes i act like a complete idiot and let other things get in the way... why is that?!


I know what i want to say to her, but sometimes i just freeze and lose all words. *wants to rip her hair off*

So I finally found the words I wanted to say to her...



I love her. I finally gathered my courage to tell her...
And I'm happy. I wish I could say certain things to her, instead of going back and forth, "should I, or should I not? what she going to say if i do this, or what is she thinking if i'm whatever??"


i worry too much. i know. i know... *hits head* it's in my nature.