i am, i hate, i read, i miss, i need, i wish, i'm lonely.

[rainysunday]

"and you see brothers and sisters all engaged in sport of health. making merry out of nothing, just like refugee camp"

i am going to post an entry were for once i am not drunk or angry or crying. because it seems i don't do that enough lately. my diet failed miserably over the weekend. parties, drinking with dad, it was inevitable. but i started up again. and this is boring. and i don't want to talk about it anymore.

so...

i hate when people think they have really good taste in music and they don't. this is distressing to me. especially when they make me listen to it. i'm not saying my taste in music is great. and that is exactly the point.

i read some entries from my journal in 2003. and then i stopped because i was appalled.

i miss kc. i can't believe it's been a year already. this should be a pretty cry free weekend, because i think i got it all out of my system on sunday night. who the hell knows.

i need to make more money.

i wish i had more friends. or that my friends were closer to me.

i'm lonely.

see, i'm a lot more fun and interesting when i'm drunk. on livejournal at least.