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| http://www.xanga.com/loooo_m
go there. i'm pretty much done with this one.
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| at this point in time i only care about very few things. nothing is
promising anymore and i'm tired of trying to make things happen that
will never happen, or change things that will never change. everything
has turned into one huge routine and nothing is new and exciting
anymore. go get drunk for the 3rd time in a week and say the same
things you said the night before. it's not funny anymore, nor is it fun. i have so much to say, but i can't find the words.
break sucked. i did like 3 things. i guess a lot of sitting in front of
the TV watching reno 911 isn't too bad, but i would have much rathered
being out and about.
last night was fun. went to kettering, found some stalkers, shopped. it was fun.
even the sov can't even cheer me up anymore.
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| as much as i want to believe things will change and go back to normal, i know they never will.
tonight was good. too bad the feeling probably wasn't mutual since i was a time filler.
i'm tired and frustrated. this week was a drag. i'll be glad when it's completely over.
i need to do some erasing. it's going to be tough, but it needs to be done.
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| i'm really bad at updating this thing, but no one reads it anyway.
school sucks. that's about all i can say about it.
today was goooood. went downtown after school. then went to the greenon
game which was a lot of fun. i got to see a ton of people that i
haven't seen in forever. that was nice. then sara, danny, kelsey, james
g, and i went to some haunted houses. the first one was ok, but the
second one sucked. they got this fake blood crap in my hair, and now
it's sticky. i'm pissed. but, still three more weeks to find the better
ones. next weekend, either panic box/terror maze or this haunted
hospital thing. idk.
i need to finish driving school.
i'm digging farther into a hole and i can't get out. i can't stop feeling this way.
bye.
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