Yawn.

It's getting old.

god damn it.

oh well. i guess.

sometimes i worry that people take things out of hand, that people get angry and dont understand.

sometimes it's hard to be appreciated. if you deserve it or just crave it.

most of the time i just refuse to be sad, lonely, or depressed. maybe that will be my strength in the end of it. i just put my no emotion face on and look at things all in the same way, as something out of my hands.

i can only do so much.

so.

i guess.

that's all i can say for today.

Let's do like bunnies do...if you know what I mean.

"Let's get rich and buy our parents homes in the south of France, lets get rich and give our friends nice sweaters and teach them how to dance."



Mm. Sataday. No pants, no bra, in bed, feeling happy. Not moving until I reeeally feel like it.

I went to what I feel like was an "old people party" except they were all 25 and it just wasn't the same big fun when they drink specialty beer and you see your dance teacher there.

I am still a baby. I am still a child. I am still happy. I am still here. and. I still miss you.

Some Days

Some days you just want some things to change.

Some days..

You just want to feel.

Feel.

Something big.

Some days.

~the tuesday of omg.~

So.

Here I am, sitting here, and I am thinking...

This has been a very different tuesday...

I got up and got ready for a visitation and all I can say from that very sad, very sudden two hours of visitation-ing: The whole open-see the dead person-weird-akward-lookin at your lifeless loved one-thing is absolutely moving to me in some way.

Which way I'm not sure.

Then I went to babysit, then I went to the club but the line was long, then go to the place with the yummy smoking. Then Devon getting pulled over without a license. Then making a character on world of warcraft (i think i only picked the side thingie because i liked that costume the most)

And now? Now I'm sitting here...talkin to you people...at 1:45 am (even thought i have to go to a funeral tomorrow at 11 am ) feeling hungry, wantin to see your boobs (I'll show you in the car...)

You know what?

Musha musha makea me a mooshha

Ducha ducha makea me a loooolllaaaa!

Thursday thursday, I am rather happy that I don't have to skip anymore classes this week because there won't be anymore.

I just got done waging war on my fridges' freezer, with a knife.

lazlazalaza

Aah-choo?

I am a little sick.

It's dissappointing. I wanted to have fun this weekend, but instead I'm stuck in bed. Maybe if I'm a good girl and stay in bed all day I will feel better by tonight...

Maybe.

Oh well. I'm drugged up on codine, so what do I really care?

Someone bring me condesed chicken noodle soup please.

Loves.