I'M NOT REALLY SURE...
HOW MANY PEOPLE STILL DO LJ ENTRIES. I FEEL LIKE NOT ENOUGH PEOPLE DO THEM. I USED TO WRITE EVERYTHING IN THIS THING...ALMOST EVERYDAY. SOMETIMES TWICE. NOW I DON'T ANYMORE & I'M NOT SURE WHY. I THINK IT'S GOOD TO GET THINGS FROM MY HEAD TO PAPER (OR SCREEN) AND ONCE I START, I USUALLY DON'T STOP. I THINK THE LAST TIME I WROTE IN THIS THING I WAS FINISHING COLLEGE. THAT SEEMS SO LONG AGO, EVEN THOUGH IT SEEMS LIKE JUST YESTERDAY THAT I WAS HATING LIFE BECAUSE OF ONE STUPID PLACE. IT'S FUNNY, I USED TO THAT ESU WAS THE SOLE REASON THAT I HATED LIFE. NOW TAHT I'M FAR FAR AWAY I REALIZE THAT THERE ARE FAR WORSE THINGS TO HATE LIFE ABOUT. ONE OF THESE HATES IS BEING ALONE. I HATE IT. I CAN'T EVEN TALK ABOUT HOW MUCH I HATE IT. ALTHOUGH I'M RARELY EVER ALONE IT SEEMS LIKE THAT'S ALL I AM. MY FRIENDS ARE GONE, OR LIVE IN DIFFERENT STATES. I KNOW THERES TONS OF PEOPLE AROUND HERE WHO GO OUT AND I'M SURE IF I REALLY WANTED TO I COULD MAKE PALS EASILY. I MEAN I CAN'T BE THE ONLY ONE IN THE BC WHOS LOOKING FOR A JOB AND WHOS LIFE IS IN FLUX RIGHT? YEAH. DIDN'T THINK SO. WHATEVER. WITH THE HOLIDAYS COMING UP I'M SURE I'LL BE SEEING EVERYONE SOON ENOUGH. HEATHER COMES HOME ON MONDAY & I'M SUPER PUMPED. I'M IN NEED OF SOME OLD SCHOOL LOVE FROM MY BIACHES. IT'S WEIRD HOW A SONG CAN CHANGE EVERYTHING. & FOR ONCE I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT THE SHITHEADS. WHICH, BTW, ARE SO REDONKULOUS & REALLY HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT ANYTHING. WHATEVER, HAPPY BDAY IKE. EW. THIS WHOLE ENTRY IS JUST MAKING ME REALLY MORE DEPRESSED THAN I SHOULD BE @ THE MOMENT. THINGS ARE ALWAYS BETTER THAN THEY SEEM & I SHOULD BE REDONKULOUSLY LUCKY FOR EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE. I JUST STRIVE FOR THE BEST OR THINGS THAT I KNOW I CAN'T HAVE & THAT'S WHAT GETS ME IN TROUBLE. HONESLTY, ALL I WANT TO DO RIGHT NOW IS DOWN SOME STOLI VANILLA & DIETS BY MYSELF AND LISTEN TO "YOU WON'T KNOW" BY BRAND NEW ON REPEAT. THAT'S ALL. THE END.