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The 4400 is weird. I have no idea what's going on. The commercials make it seem better than it is. It seems like star trek on earth crossed by the men in black.
I think my bookbag will be coming tomorrow. It should be. If not tomorrow then Tuesday. Ebags is a retard; they said it would be here Friday and it wasn't. LIARS!
Today was the most boring day ever. Well, not really. I just didn't do anything but stay at home. My shoulder is killing me. I think it's genetic, starting with my daddy. He has shoulder problems too but his is a tendon that moved from his back to his chest! I don't know what to say is wrong with me. I know it's from that stupid bookbag but why does it still hurt?
It feels later than it is. I want to write a story but it be long enough to be published anywhere. I think I want to give up drama his year. But why when it's my time to shine? It's not my passion, not anymore. I want to act so bad but I just feel too held back and I don't want to let myself down.
I think my schedule may come next week. More than likely it won't though. Only three more weeks. I want to drive on the first day, but there's no way I'm emotionally ready to do that. I need therapy for real. Maybe then I won't be so paranoid about everything.
I think my bookbag will be coming tomorrow. It should be. If not tomorrow then Tuesday. Ebags is a retard; they said it would be here Friday and it wasn't. LIARS!
Today was the most boring day ever. Well, not really. I just didn't do anything but stay at home. My shoulder is killing me. I think it's genetic, starting with my daddy. He has shoulder problems too but his is a tendon that moved from his back to his chest! I don't know what to say is wrong with me. I know it's from that stupid bookbag but why does it still hurt?
It feels later than it is. I want to write a story but it be long enough to be published anywhere. I think I want to give up drama his year. But why when it's my time to shine? It's not my passion, not anymore. I want to act so bad but I just feel too held back and I don't want to let myself down.
I think my schedule may come next week. More than likely it won't though. Only three more weeks. I want to drive on the first day, but there's no way I'm emotionally ready to do that. I need therapy for real. Maybe then I won't be so paranoid about everything.