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I stayed up all night last night to finish the Half Blood Prince. I read about 350 pages and I still have a lot to go. I watched the sunrise. I went jogging at 5 in the morning. It was really nice.
I crashed in bed around 7am.
Woke up around 2.
The day was shitty. Only good part was reading HP.
I feel lonely. Kinda deserted. I feel like...I have no friends. I feel like my life is meaningless. I feel like my life is a waste.
My dad was in a bad mood all day and I almost cried cuz I'm so sick of how he's always angry. I'm sick of living in house full of people who aren't there for you. I'm sick of not having the liberty to leave the house when I want and spend time with the people I really do care about. Even though most of them seemed too busy today.
It's just, I really feel like everyone is doing something with themselves right now. Everyone has something to preoccupy the hot summer days - except me. Davey has editing with Bryan and Evan. Evan has Michelle. Sam and Ariel are away. Katie is in Simi or reading HP and just never available. Azzy was at Ozzfest probably having the time of her life. Ornela was probably working or with family or with Charlie.
Everyone seems to have a life except me.
The days drag on and on. There's really no point to them. All I do is play guitar and read. Which is really fun - but I still feel like there's something missing. A purpose.
I crashed in bed around 7am.
Woke up around 2.
The day was shitty. Only good part was reading HP.
I feel lonely. Kinda deserted. I feel like...I have no friends. I feel like my life is meaningless. I feel like my life is a waste.
My dad was in a bad mood all day and I almost cried cuz I'm so sick of how he's always angry. I'm sick of living in house full of people who aren't there for you. I'm sick of not having the liberty to leave the house when I want and spend time with the people I really do care about. Even though most of them seemed too busy today.
It's just, I really feel like everyone is doing something with themselves right now. Everyone has something to preoccupy the hot summer days - except me. Davey has editing with Bryan and Evan. Evan has Michelle. Sam and Ariel are away. Katie is in Simi or reading HP and just never available. Azzy was at Ozzfest probably having the time of her life. Ornela was probably working or with family or with Charlie.
Everyone seems to have a life except me.
The days drag on and on. There's really no point to them. All I do is play guitar and read. Which is really fun - but I still feel like there's something missing. A purpose.