Bucketlist Continued...

I told this (excuse my language) douche bag off yesterday. It felt really good. I refused to be a Bystander. I got cursed out because of it. But, it was appropriate. So, I did it. And it felt really good.

I dont know if I want to go to Prom. I know I will go, but I dont know if I want to. I dont want to go with someone I dont really want to. Is that selfish, a little gaudy perhaps? I guess so.

I've realized that I dont need a guy in my life right now. Its not as if I like any of my present options anyway.

Its funny how much a picture can dredge up, huh? How many memories; the feelings, coming flooding back. Its like sitting on top of one of those dunk tanks where the people have to hit the target with somesort of baseball in order to 'dunk' the target sitting on the platform. Its kind of like that, when you finally crash into the water. Unexpected. But you cant help but smile because of the probability and the conventions of it all.

I want to go read in my bathtub (with water, of course). I think I will.

Oh and I'm continuing my bucketlist:

5. Create a ship in a bottle.

More to come.