This is the ending that you started
Sundays are best spent alone. I realized through the past month that I am becoming so much more comfortable with who I am. I caught up on my sleep this weekend and had a lot of time to think. I came to the conclusion that right now I have to just be me, fuck what everyone else says or thinks. As far as hidden meanings behind things, well I am sure there are some but its not something I really care to figure out at this moment in time. With or without the _ _ _ _ _ _ I know how people fell as well as how I feel. Drama I hate it, but only when its my own. I spent today ( after I woke up) doing nothing until I went to make sure that John didnt hate me then I spent an entire half hour with my Dad's side of my family at my Grandma's party. Basically I am an outcast, but its okay. So I went to the WM McDonalds after that to get my schedule, I am kind of excited now that I can be in the store by myself. Went to the mall checked out some stuff and spent some time in FYE. The I came home. Here I sit updating, waiting for my phone to ring. I wish that people could catch onto my telepathic communication. God this sucks. I really am going to miss work. Cody's g/f is okay but I think that Z and I agreed on what will happen. I think that my favor flower is baby's breath, even if it is just a filler. I got pulled over twice Friday night and I hit on a guy for someone else. I just wish that I could do the cute things like that for those who I am attracted to. My ear hurts. Puking makes me sleep better. Vodka makes me puke better. Hickies are disgusting especially on gay boys. I don't believe in love. It is cold in here. I wish I didn't think so much. MySpace is the new phone number. June is awesome, not the month. My musically taste is constantly broadening. Change sucks I wish that I had control of things happening or not. Sometimes when I'm on AIM and people talk to me I feel like killing them, or at least shaking them. I want to go to Chicago for grad school. Scott is getting married. So hes not gay. I can't find a deodrant that works. I think I am getting a cold. I hope I can stop myself from the Traci thing. Panic! is too mainstream. I want a duct tape wallet. Cherry Chewable tums make me feel invincible. I am going to send it a few secrets to PostSecret. I am addicted to texting and hangman. I can't wait til summer. God this sucks. I need to do laundry. I am done now, I need more sleep. It's worse than you think when you feel nothing. This PC reminds me of me.
