I never add things to this xanga thing.. blogs or whatever the hell there called. I just read my last entry and it made me really depressed... although I can't tell you why.
I would love to lark on the last few weeks of my life but you really don't want me too. I'm not kidding. I'm not even larking to people I usually lark to, because I'm afraid I'll just sound annoying. that's how <s>bad</s> it is. scratch that. stupid.
but anyways....
tommorow I'm going to Naples with my 180$$$ paycheck bitch!!! ..welll scratch that again, it's only 80$ the rest is going on my car note. lalala peace up! atown doooown!!
I keep rambling but I really have nothing to say,...as,.a,s.,..,.,.... I just feel like typing a bunch of crap.
but honestly, I need this kid to start talking to me. Checkers. (no, that's his nickname, his real name's worse.) because I undeniably love him and he does nothing but make me feel like crap, just the way he looks at me and stuff like OHH NO IT'S TIME TO PUT UP WITH CHELSEA and I don't want that! But when we first started being freinds, we we're all cool with each other and talked all the time. Now we never talk. In fact, if we ever talk again that will be the day.. It's just one of those stupid things where it dissapoints you no matter what. But you still have faith because you know the situation can get better, it has before right? but no... it only gets worst. have your ever had someone hate you for no reason? I have. right now I have one of those people.
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