The more you suffer, the more it shows you really care.
So today was fucking dumb.
I love how everyone is all the sudden like "Joey this, Joey that" It's getting really fucking old. I'm so fucking sick of Woodstock, I never want to go back, but I know I have to. Everyone pisses me off so much. It seems like everyone lowers their standards as soon as I start becoming friends with them. You know, I was actually starting to feel like I was getting away from him, but it seems like no matter where I go someone has to mention him or say something that's not needed. I don't need to know shit about him. I don't give a flying fuck about him, and people need to realize that. Especially the people who have the nerve to call me their friend. I'm so angry.
So I went home today after throwing up in the girls bathroom at school. I couldn't get ahold of my mother for half an hour, the lady in the attendance office was being a bitch, and then it took my mother another half an hour to get to the school. She had a migraine, and told me "at times like these I feel sorry for you". Sweet.
So I feel asleep as soon as I got home, and I woke up with Jo on top of me. I vented about my day, and probably really got on his nerves. I feel like all I do is complain. Still. Damnit.
Woke up, showered, went to work, worked Floral & Customer Care [only about 20 minutes or so], I had to deal with a lot of people, and I blew up 18 balloons for these two girls for their mums birthday, but they were pretty cool.
Met someone, got along with them really well, which is weird, cause I'm not usually like that. Wow, well atleast I'm working on being nice. That's one accomplishment.
Then Jo picked me up, and all my troubles disappeared for that period of time. He left, and good feeling gone. That's how it is. Kbye.
I love how everyone is all the sudden like "Joey this, Joey that" It's getting really fucking old. I'm so fucking sick of Woodstock, I never want to go back, but I know I have to. Everyone pisses me off so much. It seems like everyone lowers their standards as soon as I start becoming friends with them. You know, I was actually starting to feel like I was getting away from him, but it seems like no matter where I go someone has to mention him or say something that's not needed. I don't need to know shit about him. I don't give a flying fuck about him, and people need to realize that. Especially the people who have the nerve to call me their friend. I'm so angry.
So I went home today after throwing up in the girls bathroom at school. I couldn't get ahold of my mother for half an hour, the lady in the attendance office was being a bitch, and then it took my mother another half an hour to get to the school. She had a migraine, and told me "at times like these I feel sorry for you". Sweet.
So I feel asleep as soon as I got home, and I woke up with Jo on top of me. I vented about my day, and probably really got on his nerves. I feel like all I do is complain. Still. Damnit.
Woke up, showered, went to work, worked Floral & Customer Care [only about 20 minutes or so], I had to deal with a lot of people, and I blew up 18 balloons for these two girls for their mums birthday, but they were pretty cool.
Met someone, got along with them really well, which is weird, cause I'm not usually like that. Wow, well atleast I'm working on being nice. That's one accomplishment.
Then Jo picked me up, and all my troubles disappeared for that period of time. He left, and good feeling gone. That's how it is. Kbye.