Rawk on.
Chillin with the mad master Luke... been playin some hxc Yu-Gi-Oh!... wurd.
Went home last night, got some sleep and ate some cookies.
Went to school today... on time... and got all my make-up work that I'll undoubtedly be doing later tonight... as Luke never sleeps.
I love how I post a nice, pretty "Happy Birthday!" for Miss Pinkie tha Punk, and don't hear from her in any way, shape, or form... oh well. She'll get on the computer eventually. Hope you partied yo azz off, wifeykins.
Supposed to call Boff, but I don't have his number on me... so I can't. Crap... he was supposed to pick me up from school tomorrow. Oh well, I'd just end up in Tampa all weekend again.
I seriously enjoied my vacation... did a lot of deep thinking and have now realized that due to our own faults and inability (sp?) to let the past go, things will never be okay between my mother and myself.... well... atleast not untill I move out. Acceptance makes life so much easier... hovever, it has the ability to make me unconditionally love and hate myself.
I have come to terms with the fact that I shall never truly be content.
I have also come to terms with the fact that there's an adverse reaction to everything I do in desperate attempts to regain my self confidence. All of these new ideas and emotions are so confusing and yet, somehow strangely comforting... atleast I'll never be bored with my life... how could I be, when I'm constantly doing things to re-invent myself?
Well, that's all for now...
I'm gonna go watch TV, and pray Albert doest make my feet bleed again.
God damn that mentally unstable cat.
Went home last night, got some sleep and ate some cookies.
Went to school today... on time... and got all my make-up work that I'll undoubtedly be doing later tonight... as Luke never sleeps.
I love how I post a nice, pretty "Happy Birthday!" for Miss Pinkie tha Punk, and don't hear from her in any way, shape, or form... oh well. She'll get on the computer eventually. Hope you partied yo azz off, wifeykins.
Supposed to call Boff, but I don't have his number on me... so I can't. Crap... he was supposed to pick me up from school tomorrow. Oh well, I'd just end up in Tampa all weekend again.
I seriously enjoied my vacation... did a lot of deep thinking and have now realized that due to our own faults and inability (sp?) to let the past go, things will never be okay between my mother and myself.... well... atleast not untill I move out. Acceptance makes life so much easier... hovever, it has the ability to make me unconditionally love and hate myself.
I have come to terms with the fact that I shall never truly be content.
I have also come to terms with the fact that there's an adverse reaction to everything I do in desperate attempts to regain my self confidence. All of these new ideas and emotions are so confusing and yet, somehow strangely comforting... atleast I'll never be bored with my life... how could I be, when I'm constantly doing things to re-invent myself?
Well, that's all for now...
I'm gonna go watch TV, and pray Albert doest make my feet bleed again.
God damn that mentally unstable cat.