I Wish I Was Special...
I'm not at all sure what's going on right now. I haven't felt like myself in a few weeks. I'm stiff again, I'm angrier and more agitated. I'm snapping at things I would usually keep my mouth shut at.
I'm getting tired of things easily. I'm truly tired of many things, such as Dave Navarro, My friends being secretive and rude to other people, my attitude, and various other things. I've just been really rude and mean. And for some reason, I can't stop it.
Today and yesterday were great though. Tank Girl is the greatest movie ever, vasectomies need to stop, I would go straight for Allie Sheedy, "Lady Of The Evening Face!", and other such wonderfuls. Staying up until 5:30 equals no good. But I need have 3 bagels with lox and cream cheese. Yum. And Lita called. I love random Lita chats. They always entertain me, even if I just woke up from a nap during Ellen.
Tonight was a sort of weird twilight zone. Weird things, nearly hitting friends who are random walking on the side of BHH when it's really dark, and a lot of pedestrains. And my mother was freaking out more than usual.
When watching Rock Star: Supernova, Dilana performed "Psycho Killer" as her bottom three song. She butchered it, couldn't remember the words, and all this other shit. And she didn't get the french. You gotta get the french! And then I came into my room right after that and guess what was playing? I thought it was creepy.
So, my paranoia and anxiety is in full swing, school's staring soon, I haven't finished OHYOS and I need to just get ready for this all to be over. School...I was excited!
I want to write more, but as is always my dilemma, I do not want to get the whole mad at me. Because everything I want to say would piss off quite a few reading this.
I need sleep.
I'm getting tired of things easily. I'm truly tired of many things, such as Dave Navarro, My friends being secretive and rude to other people, my attitude, and various other things. I've just been really rude and mean. And for some reason, I can't stop it.
Today and yesterday were great though. Tank Girl is the greatest movie ever, vasectomies need to stop, I would go straight for Allie Sheedy, "Lady Of The Evening Face!", and other such wonderfuls. Staying up until 5:30 equals no good. But I need have 3 bagels with lox and cream cheese. Yum. And Lita called. I love random Lita chats. They always entertain me, even if I just woke up from a nap during Ellen.
Tonight was a sort of weird twilight zone. Weird things, nearly hitting friends who are random walking on the side of BHH when it's really dark, and a lot of pedestrains. And my mother was freaking out more than usual.
When watching Rock Star: Supernova, Dilana performed "Psycho Killer" as her bottom three song. She butchered it, couldn't remember the words, and all this other shit. And she didn't get the french. You gotta get the french! And then I came into my room right after that and guess what was playing? I thought it was creepy.
So, my paranoia and anxiety is in full swing, school's staring soon, I haven't finished OHYOS and I need to just get ready for this all to be over. School...I was excited!
I want to write more, but as is always my dilemma, I do not want to get the whole mad at me. Because everything I want to say would piss off quite a few reading this.
I need sleep.