Feb 19, 2005 03:35
I'm using my roommate's computer, but he doesn't have to know about it cuz he's passed out.
I had a pretty good day. The day before that was pretty good as well. Thursday night chilled with Katie, Kellyn, Matt and Jaime in Jasper. Good movies, good people, good times. Did laundry at 1:30 in the morning. Went to bed depressed. No surprise.
Tonight me, Lisa, Katie, Matt, Kellyn and a friend of hers from Boston went to a Huka [sp?] bar down on 11th and first. Me and Laura were gonna go there once but stuff happened and we're broken up now so whatevs. It was quite fun. Tomorrow will be fun too, I'm almost sure of it. I also have to go back into Brooklyn again to see about a job. I'm sick of leeching off of my parents. I'm fucking scum.
I just don't understand. These are good things that are happening. Bridges are being fixed, Problems solved and made sure that they never come up again, but every single night I go to bed feeling like a failure. Its like there's something really, really important missing in my life. I don't remember what it is I lost it so long ago. I dare you to tell me its a chemical imbalance.