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Headache.
I wish I hadn't fallen asleep this afternoon and skipped my test and all. But when I woke up it was too late. Sigh.
How come everyone is friends with Roman except for me?
I wish I had a young, sexy guy to earn loads and loads of money and take care of me and let me live in his apartment. And pay my way through college, and give me spending money.
I don't really have friends anymore and I don't really want them. I spend all my time running around from place to place, and when I'm finally done, the last thing that's on my mind is running around to even more places, speaking in a loud voice and trying to have fun. The only people I really want right now are people that don't care that all I really want to do is sit around or just go to sleep. The rock 'n roll lifestyle of normal socializing is like the last straw for me.
Plus I always have homework to do. Despite my somewhat abysmal showing in my last class, and my even more abysmal attendance record. How did this happen? Guh.
My sister's screensaver, which is just a program that runs random image files found in the computer, has been picking up my saved pictures and scandalising the household, apparently. The one that drew the most commentary was of Crabbe and Goyle fucking in a pile of food, while Draco looks on from a chair, yawning. Hey, I didn't install the screensaver, give me a break.
My mother felt it was an appropriate time to let me know that none of her friends or anyone she had known spent time looking at gay pornography. Or maybe they just didn't tell her about it, although evidently this is inconceivable. Also, she probably hasn't been spending enough time with fourteen year olds in the 'scene', because from what I hear they're absolutely obsessed.
Goodnight.
I wish I hadn't fallen asleep this afternoon and skipped my test and all. But when I woke up it was too late. Sigh.
How come everyone is friends with Roman except for me?
I wish I had a young, sexy guy to earn loads and loads of money and take care of me and let me live in his apartment. And pay my way through college, and give me spending money.
I don't really have friends anymore and I don't really want them. I spend all my time running around from place to place, and when I'm finally done, the last thing that's on my mind is running around to even more places, speaking in a loud voice and trying to have fun. The only people I really want right now are people that don't care that all I really want to do is sit around or just go to sleep. The rock 'n roll lifestyle of normal socializing is like the last straw for me.
Plus I always have homework to do. Despite my somewhat abysmal showing in my last class, and my even more abysmal attendance record. How did this happen? Guh.
My sister's screensaver, which is just a program that runs random image files found in the computer, has been picking up my saved pictures and scandalising the household, apparently. The one that drew the most commentary was of Crabbe and Goyle fucking in a pile of food, while Draco looks on from a chair, yawning. Hey, I didn't install the screensaver, give me a break.
My mother felt it was an appropriate time to let me know that none of her friends or anyone she had known spent time looking at gay pornography. Or maybe they just didn't tell her about it, although evidently this is inconceivable. Also, she probably hasn't been spending enough time with fourteen year olds in the 'scene', because from what I hear they're absolutely obsessed.
Goodnight.