"im a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?"
cant... breathe... too... congested. damn cold/flu season.
if anyone has an LJ code, can i have it? this username's starting to piss me off. thank you.
so yes, i had a very nice chat with Melanie today while we were supposed to be practicing our HDA. And i helped her change her comment links on her LJ.
today was a productive day in means of my understanding of a lot of different things. i feel the need to talk to certain people. yes, hurrah to productivity.
and i now officially hate the number "27"
I'm not very philisophical. i don't look deeper into myself and see my faults. that's just the sort of person that i am. it takes other people to point them out for me. i sometimes wish that i could be someone else, that i could possess the qualities that other possess that i am envious of. but why? that would make me someone else. and why would i want to be someone else?
sometimes, though, i have the ability to look back and realize that i have been selfish or hypocritical or a jerk. and i admit it. it's painful inside, but it helps take the edge off. admitting it to myself helps me to change into the person that i strive to be.
sometimes, i can go deep into thought and think about things, which leads me to question.
i can't believe how completely right others have been. all i really want to do is grab my cd player and my music and walk. i used to do this when it was hotter and i'd rollerblade, but i can't do that anymore. i just need to get out and be alone for a while. its funny how people are right sometimes.
Oh, hey, Emily, if by any chance you are reading this, can you IM me? I'd really like to talk to you.
Fuck 27.
if anyone has an LJ code, can i have it? this username's starting to piss me off. thank you.
so yes, i had a very nice chat with Melanie today while we were supposed to be practicing our HDA. And i helped her change her comment links on her LJ.
today was a productive day in means of my understanding of a lot of different things. i feel the need to talk to certain people. yes, hurrah to productivity.
and i now officially hate the number "27"
I'm not very philisophical. i don't look deeper into myself and see my faults. that's just the sort of person that i am. it takes other people to point them out for me. i sometimes wish that i could be someone else, that i could possess the qualities that other possess that i am envious of. but why? that would make me someone else. and why would i want to be someone else?
sometimes, though, i have the ability to look back and realize that i have been selfish or hypocritical or a jerk. and i admit it. it's painful inside, but it helps take the edge off. admitting it to myself helps me to change into the person that i strive to be.
sometimes, i can go deep into thought and think about things, which leads me to question.
i can't believe how completely right others have been. all i really want to do is grab my cd player and my music and walk. i used to do this when it was hotter and i'd rollerblade, but i can't do that anymore. i just need to get out and be alone for a while. its funny how people are right sometimes.
Oh, hey, Emily, if by any chance you are reading this, can you IM me? I'd really like to talk to you.
Fuck 27.