Well that can't be right...o.o
Something's really off today...so...I go to the airport...wait in line to check in...run around...and go to the security checkpoint...then I go home....but wait, that's not right...not for me...I should have been going through that checkpoint and hopping on the flight...not dropping John off and having to drag myself back home...why was I passed out on the floor when I should've been on a flight to see my damn friends? Why in the hell am I sitting here right now typing this crap out when I should be in Georgia torturing Alan and preventing him from getting his World of Warcraft fix...why aren't I with the people who helped me on more than one occasion to drag my stupid self out of those damn pits of self-destructive yumminess...why is it that I'll be stuck in this tiny room almost every single day when I should be stuck in a very green area which harms my eyes, yet allows me to breathe without wanting to gag? Ah...what a happy New Year this is going to be...whatever friends I have up here are too busy with their own things to really find time to even talk to me, let alone hang out...not that I blame them, since I'm still a boring and uninteresting person to be around...and the friends who I do tend to hang out with more often live in Georgia and, as such, I don't get to see them much...last I saw them was back during the summer...now I have the honor of most likely having to wait until next summer to see them again...and I'm ranting and whining...I must sound pathetic and bitchy...shutting up now...newport news...