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Feb 21, 2004 23:30

Oh. My god.
I'm at home alone on a Saturday night looking for things to decorate with my metallic sharpies. I've already gone after my alarm clock, journal, phone, lamp, skin, lotion bottle, and bookshelf. I AM THE LAMEST PERSON ALIVE.
Well it's not my fault, I called people...they just didn't call back. I'm at home alone on a Saturday night. Gone crazy with markers, I don't think I've been more depressed for a long time. So bored and so lame am I that I just IMed Alex's AWAY MESSAGE to see what it would say to me. But it didn't say anything...even the computer hates me.

I get depressed so easily when I'm around myself. Solitude is such a waste.

Julia
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