I'm Not A Flinstone But I'll Make Your Bed Rock.

Sep 01, 2004 21:50

I'm not in a very good mood right now. Frankly, I don't know why. Well I kind of do.

A. I'm home. Alone. And not in a good mood.
B. I have a headache that could take out an army.
C. That wasn't an accurate comparison.
D. My Dad is being an a-hole.
E. I was abandoned by my mother at Wilson.
F. Ljghkjfhjkghkjfghjkghjfkghlfjjkgh Not. In. A. Good. Mood.

Is it bad that all of a sudden I am getting bad headaches? People are always like "blah take medicine." I DO!! THEY DON'T GO AWAY! I hate my life.

My computer is wigging out.

Maddi is being difficult.

My father is being difficult.

MY LIFE IS BEING DIFFICULT!

Erg. I quit quit quit quit quit.

SHOOT ME.

Can I please go cry now?!

I haven't cried in a while.

Maybe because I haven't been in this bad of a mood for a while.

I want a chocolate milkshake. Or Taco Del Mar.

I am in a bad bad bad bad bad mood.

I seriously don't think it could get worse.

And I can't go to the beach to see Drew because my parents don't want me to ride a train.

...call me.

I hate my life.
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