there is no point in having expectations.

for the day ahead. for the night ahead. or for the future.

the day ahead: i thought work was gonna be miserable and just boring. but in the end i learned to samba, bonded with the brazilians, and had basically a fun night at gely's party. after i had some kool aid with team x. too bad i basically knocked out from the crazy loads of sugar.

the night ahead: i thought i'd be going to a party with nick and his friends. like actually be able to drink and party with them. not gonna lie i was hoping they would come to my birthday party. i'm just gonna be "nick's girl" i guess. not casey.

the future ahead: no expectations anymore.

its hard to look forward now. the bad times end up becoming my good and the good times i expect go sour.

yup me lonely and lost is the theme for the year.

yay for twenty.

mm sarcasm returns. joy.