Jul 03, 2005 20:05
Last night's party was the suckiest ever.
It sucked so bad...And i'm fucking sick of everyone's shit. I fucking hate it all! I did not enjoy myself at all. I should have gone back to the other party with Cinta. Oh Ben would have saved my day! God Damn! I miss him so much! He is my light, and the only thing that makes me shine. Fuck Fuck Fuck!
I hate it...
I missed like so many phone calls from special people that I miss lots...and love dearly. I don't know why.
At about 12:30am Foster and I walked back to her house. Fell asleep straight away and about 2 hours later I wake up. Feeling very very sick. About an hour after that, maybe two...I got up and threw my guts up! Oh man, it was great. AND I don't think it was even from the alcohol. I felt like shit all afternoon (well since last Saturday - even before Dreamworld) and mixing alcohol with it didn't help. Oh wells proud of myself...first time ever...and no one was there to even whitness it except Foster's mum (she didn't see me, just heard me)...sorry!
Fuck Fuck Fuck...
I hate it.