huh?
I don't understand. I have been exhausted all night, attempting to keep my eyelids open by chugging 20 ounces of Mountain Dew in order to finish my ridiculous amount of english homework, and now that I want to go to bed my head could not hit the pillow any softer. I'm thinking. I'm crying. I'm confused. The emotion is uncontrollable. What is my problem?
I hate it when friends change for the bad. When they would rather smoke pot than visit. When their excuse for everything is "you wouldn't understand." When they are selfish. When they become so self absorbed and used to undying attention that they complain about other people not listening to them when all they do is talk about themselves. When they constantly whine. Most of all, when they lie. I hate that. Sometimes certain people aren't even worth the effort.
My sister, Natalie, is now "gracing" everyone with her presence in the LiveJournal corner of the world. Welcome, Nat, and thank you for providing some entertaining journaling.
I totally bull shitted my way through my english writing assignment. The assignment was to "discuss yourself as a writer, how you write, what you write, and when you write." I cannot believe that I actually wrote about how I am emotionally attached to daily journaling in my own personal diary. I realized I had gone too far when I wrote that I have completed 14 journals in 6 years. I had to stop right then.
Damn, 8 o'clock sure is approaching fast.
I hate it when friends change for the bad. When they would rather smoke pot than visit. When their excuse for everything is "you wouldn't understand." When they are selfish. When they become so self absorbed and used to undying attention that they complain about other people not listening to them when all they do is talk about themselves. When they constantly whine. Most of all, when they lie. I hate that. Sometimes certain people aren't even worth the effort.
My sister, Natalie, is now "gracing" everyone with her presence in the LiveJournal corner of the world. Welcome, Nat, and thank you for providing some entertaining journaling.
I totally bull shitted my way through my english writing assignment. The assignment was to "discuss yourself as a writer, how you write, what you write, and when you write." I cannot believe that I actually wrote about how I am emotionally attached to daily journaling in my own personal diary. I realized I had gone too far when I wrote that I have completed 14 journals in 6 years. I had to stop right then.
Damn, 8 o'clock sure is approaching fast.