May 02, 2006 21:57
i dont care anymore.
about anything really.
i'm going back on medication probably.
just to take a break from feeling too much about everything lately.
i'd be happier if i was in NY.
i'd be happier if i could be with him.
becuase he makes me happy.
especially when he says things like this:
7:58:43 PM): impossible...you're the greatest ever
i found that i enjoy stabbing styrofoam with big knives.
chuckie made me stop though.
more so than i like punching things. although, i almost got in a fist fight with the wall earlier.
i have a headache. and a backache. i decided it'd be a good idea to drag my new desk from the parking lot into my room all by myself and it weighs more than i do.
not only did it kill my back, but apparently either the box or the desk itself cut my arm in the process of taking it out. and i think i popped a vein. but oh well. i didn't notice either. and i just took some generic ibuprofen shit. strong stuff. maybe it'll relax me too.