Feb 24, 2004 16:24
Have I ever mentioned how weird/clumsy/ridiculous I am?
Oh man, the past couple days have been fucking weird.
I keep losing dumb shit, I spilled soy sauce all over my brand new Croquis book, 3 pieces of Matboard and this clear folder i bought for Art&Design. Now everything smells like soy sauce. It's gross.. but hilarious. Another weird thing is that my hair has not been washed in 3 days but it still looks/smells/feels clean! so strange. Yea I know, I'm pretty gross, but I don't care unless I'm going to be around people I should be clean around. Normally, I take more showers but the past few days I've been working my ass off. Yup. Fuck you, I'm dirty, if you don't like it, don't smell me.
Hopefully I'll be getting the loan money soon, if not i'll be broke next week. I mean, dead broke. AWESOME. I'm totally stoked on that.
Anyway, I'm still in need of a teapot, I'm going to a hardcore show on Sunday, and uhh.. I'm sending my FAFSA papers to my mom today. God I am SO INTERESTING! HOLY SHIT! Why aren't more people following me around and shit!?
I saw Brad the other day outside of C building, he was on the phone and he gave me a funny look. I later talked to him online and he told me to stop wearing my glasses and to stay hardcore. Whatevs. I like my plastic pink cateye rhinestone fake glasses. I feel sexy when i wear them. I'm still wicked hardcore. WICKED.
So yea, I don't have to much to say. I had an emotional breakdown friday night online to Kyle. I told him I feel left out, he told me I'm not left out. Then I went on to ramble about how no one really cares about me and that I don't feel like coming home for spring break because no one is going to give a shit besides him, megs and Jeremey.. Maybe. Although, I don't think he really cares. He basically admitted he'd only probably see me at a show. Although he felt guilty for my shitty time over winter break even though i wasn't blaming him for anything. I don't know man, everything is getting old. I just wish people would stop flaking out or lying about being my friend. If you care about someone, then fucking act like you do. Games are for assholes and little kids. I really try to hard.
Anyway.
Uhhh.. I doubt I'll be home for the Path reunion now. Read what's written above for further clarification as to why I wont be there and add to that that I never really cared that much for Path and my Grandma will be in the Hamptons.
Well, I'm out until I think of other crazy things to say or complain about.
Peace Assholes