Jun 08, 2004 08:52
i got a taste of my grad present yesterday.
god damn.
GOD DAMN.
life doesnt get any better than that.
i always feel like i'm in a gangster movie, powdering my nose and all that jazz.
its so cold and i'm so tired.
commencement is on friday and saturday. i'm almost spiteful about not being able to party hard on friday and saturday. to be quite honest with you, it makes me really mad. i cant devote my sunday to not being hungover though, i have to study for a math exam on monday.
theres a special occasion thats only occured 2 times. and its called for one on monday, post post post. i keep thinking about whos his face and how its like so different and i wish i didnt think about it so much. i'm so tired. blah blah blah. i wish i had something to calm me down right now or to wake me up. hi i'm shiella.
this summer is going to be something else though, let me tell you. i need money, like desperately.
jive.
ps, hi lisa. i went to your school yesterday and i had the worst anxiety attack. i almost wish that i could see you, but youre not cool enough to probably be seen with all the stoners and kids who smoke cigarettes and that jazz. ill see you on saturday though, most def.
ps i saw, you, amy, at the career center. i unfortunately didnt go in since i was cranky off my ass about being there. and being in the state that i was in last week, i dont think you would have appreciated a repeat offending.
the demise of me. laugh.
i need something to take for saturday, anyone, takers?
i fell asleep watching scarface. for the nth time.