Clubbing was fun. Went to Distrikt with sis and some other peeps. Bumped into lots of people I haven’t seen in a looong time, which was very nice. At first I was a little disappointed b/c I thought that some of my friends weren’t gonna show, but they ended up coming.
It makes sense to me that we are all colored by our experiences, but isn’t it even slightly weird how bad experiences can have such a stronger impact on you than good ones? I don’t know how that thought popped into my head… I guess i’m just feeling a little antsy right now… maybe a little insecure… as sis would say, “maybe it’s my hair!” teehee. girls can be so silly. but i guess that’s part of the charm. (or so we tell ourselves).