boredooom
So vacation was pretty painless. Friday i went to queens with phil stru mike and katherine. katherine naturally left me, which later caused a slight 'dilemma' between me kat and nita. but whatever. phil's car broke down and it was fuckin freezing out and we had to push it most of the way but it was funny none the less since the car was inching a long for a while and we thought we might make it to everyones house. haha. we also went to some gay house party that was outside? which was so stupid. anywho. i went back to phils and slept over than the next day i basically went home late and slept. oh and somewhere in there phil pretended to black out for like a half hour on the floor of white castle. that made me laugh.
i think sunday i hung out with jess, kat, stephanie, and annie. i havent seen those mother effers in a long ass time. twas good seeing jessica and da GANG. jess is a fucking sicko. TALKING DIRECTLY BACK TO YOU. hehehe. this journal entry is getting so sad now.
tuesday i chilled with a whole buncha trinity people, which was kinda random. pat, matt, shane, dan, and kat. i've been planning to hang out with pat for a while too. funny guy that pat dawson is. he pointed out that i had a white stain on my shirt from bob sagat. nigger.
the next day, which was actually my birthday i went to east meadow and smoked up with rachel and emitt. i honestly dont think im ever smoking again. i've been depressed ever since. plus i just laugh at everything and it makes me look like a moron. anyway, my sister took me out to breakfast prior and was supose to take me to utopia but i dont dress liek a goth obviously. my birthday pretty much sucked. i got money, this thing for my xbox to play dvds, hello kitty underwear(whatup), and my moms takin me ONLINE shopping. yes, my birthday sucked. whatever. i dont think i did much for a while, nita kept planning shit with me but it'd fall through. on saturday i think im hangin out with tracey. i miss her, i feel like she hates me since we havent hung out in a while and because i've been with nita and kat lately. ehhhhh. i suck.
yeah,.. i really wish i didnt smoke that fuckin weed. i've had too much time to think plus i spent all day and yesterday home and ive just been stewing into discontent, paranoia, and boredom. my morals have come in conflict with each other recently. im just about to say fuck it. not like anyone's true to themselves anyway. even the most unshakeable friends can turn into fuckers. i hate people. i feel unusually lonely right now and i just feel like shit. people like to fuck me over, but 'its what i expect' so naturally it happens. whatever, i dwell on the past and i cant reframe from doing it. i need to fucking stop.. end.
i think sunday i hung out with jess, kat, stephanie, and annie. i havent seen those mother effers in a long ass time. twas good seeing jessica and da GANG. jess is a fucking sicko. TALKING DIRECTLY BACK TO YOU. hehehe. this journal entry is getting so sad now.
tuesday i chilled with a whole buncha trinity people, which was kinda random. pat, matt, shane, dan, and kat. i've been planning to hang out with pat for a while too. funny guy that pat dawson is. he pointed out that i had a white stain on my shirt from bob sagat. nigger.
the next day, which was actually my birthday i went to east meadow and smoked up with rachel and emitt. i honestly dont think im ever smoking again. i've been depressed ever since. plus i just laugh at everything and it makes me look like a moron. anyway, my sister took me out to breakfast prior and was supose to take me to utopia but i dont dress liek a goth obviously. my birthday pretty much sucked. i got money, this thing for my xbox to play dvds, hello kitty underwear(whatup), and my moms takin me ONLINE shopping. yes, my birthday sucked. whatever. i dont think i did much for a while, nita kept planning shit with me but it'd fall through. on saturday i think im hangin out with tracey. i miss her, i feel like she hates me since we havent hung out in a while and because i've been with nita and kat lately. ehhhhh. i suck.
yeah,.. i really wish i didnt smoke that fuckin weed. i've had too much time to think plus i spent all day and yesterday home and ive just been stewing into discontent, paranoia, and boredom. my morals have come in conflict with each other recently. im just about to say fuck it. not like anyone's true to themselves anyway. even the most unshakeable friends can turn into fuckers. i hate people. i feel unusually lonely right now and i just feel like shit. people like to fuck me over, but 'its what i expect' so naturally it happens. whatever, i dwell on the past and i cant reframe from doing it. i need to fucking stop.. end.