but really?

Apr 04, 2007 00:03

I never write in this thing anymore.
Maybe I'm beyond wanting everyone to know what's going on with every detail in my life...

No, that can't be it. I'm here aren't I?

Maybe its because, really, there's nothing to write about that doesn't cross the border of whiny, teenage drama bullshit.

Really. Here's whats going on :

-House conflict because my roomates are being difficult, but then again so am I.
-School...being school. Never would have thought that University would include work. [f.y.i If you couldn't tell- I am saying this outloud in a barefaced, sarcastic manner]
- Like every other University student in Rez, I'm moving out soon
-My love life is stable, happy and good.
-On that note he's moving in for the summer, not forever. Just the summer.
-My friends are great
-blah blah blah.

It seems to me as if very little has changed in the past eight months. I am bored . I hope that, that space before the period will force everyone reading this to read the period.

I am bored period

However, this isn't the case for 80% of my friends. Why? becase they're all going to Europe or taking part in some form of an exciting, life altering experiance.

And here I am. Writing essays and feeling blah.

Time for a good ol' tab energy drink and a smoke to lift my spirits.

[p.s. Why is it when I enter my mood as blank this fucked up, tonguing thing appears?]
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