| Boy o boy o boys... |
[Mar. 1st, 2004|11:51 am] |
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Tupid boys! Damn them all to hell, but I cannot help loving all of them! My boyfriend can be so girly sometimes. I love him to death, but he's so emotional. I have a problem with hiding my feelings, he has that problem too but he does the whole deal where he'll be sad, or crying and when I ask what's wrong all I get is "Nothing." I can't stand that. Poeple need to learn to speak up and be honest! I need to learn to speak up, but atleast when I do I say what's on my mind! Oy this is so difficult. Yeah things aren't going to great for us right now, but we have a great future to look forward to! That's it, I'm optimistic and he's negative. What a beautiful combination :-P |
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| Weekend should = sleep. |
[Feb. 27th, 2004|12:02 pm] |
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| | annoyed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | mindless self indulgence "Molly" | ] |
Yes, the weekend should always = sleep. I love to sleep. It's my favorite hobby. But no, tommorow I have to get up at the ghastly hour of 7:00 am. How horrible! Then on Sunday, 9:00 am! Why, why does GOD HATE ME SO? That cruel heartless bastard. I hope he kills himself with his own lighting rod. Does he really have a lighting rod? If I was god, I know I'd want one. But I'm not god, so maybe I'll just by a stun gun. Anyway. I've been driving myself fucking crazy lately, thinking about college and shit like that. It's so difficult, I thought all this stuff about youth and confusion was just a rumor! First of all, I know this is something stupid to complain about, but why do I HAVE to take three years of math when the career direction I'm going in has NOTHING to do with math. People should be able to actually choose their own education, not be spoon fed useless knowledge.Oh well, it's useless. I know I'm still going to go to school tommorow, sit in my little desk, and learn shit I don't care about to get a good grade I don't care about. |
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| Dull |
[Feb. 17th, 2004|12:34 pm] |
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| |  bored | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Mindless Self Indulgence "Bed of Roses" | ] |
Everything is so fucking boring. Just boring. I'm totally losing it. Today, same as yesterday. Why even try to "spice it up". I always feel like I'm waiting for something, but what? What the hell could I be waiting for. Oh well. Main thing going on right now, best friends addicted to cocaine. That's a lot of fun, struggling with an addict..party. Oh yeah, and my simple being is making my boyfriend a depressed run over. I'm tired. I just want to sleep. I actually look forward to sleeping, pretty much starting when I have to wake up. My perfect little bed, in my perfect little room, and my perfect little dream land. |
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| Valentines Day... |
[Feb. 13th, 2004|12:23 pm] |
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| | drinking mood | ] |
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| | "Soulmates Never Die"-Placebo | ] |
Tommorow is Valentines Day and I'm very upset. I have nothing against Valentines Day, usually I could care less, but this year I'm actually with someone that I care about, but I can't see him. And we're not just talking "caring about someone", we're talking throw myself over a bridge for them. Well, not that dramatic, but you know. I'm depressed and I could really use a cigarette right about now. Maybe I'll get drunk tonight, by myself. I don't feel like socializing. |
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| My first journal entry! Oh wow... |
[Feb. 6th, 2004|12:30 pm] |
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Yes, it's very exciting. I finally managed to find a deadjournal code. Now I'll probably never use the thing.. but oh well. So anyway, my throat hurts and I can't even swallow my own spit. It's pathetic. I sound like an eighty year old trailer park smoker. I hope I'm well by this weekend though because I plan on going to a rockabilly type show at the Pound on Saturday, then possibly getting wasted after the show, so that'll be quality entertainment. Aside from that I have a shit load of work to do this weekend. |
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