*sigh*
Not many people update livejournal anymore. I miss the days when we all updated...even infrequently. Death to you MySpace with your bad colors and embedded music and lack of content.
Yeah, its midnight. I don't know why I am still up. Well, I do, but it would sound too desperate for me to say it out loud.
The house is all quiet. Beth is gone to Myrtle Beach (leaving behind a Little Caesar's Pizza box that keeps taunting me with promises of pepperoni). Adam is in Florida still. Eric is off in Japan.
Kathryn and I watched part of a lifetime movie till I left to get on the internet because I am a loser. I hate you internet. You shouldn't raise my expectations and disappoint me so. On the one hand I'm given episodes of SmapxSmap and Tears for Fears music videos. I get interesting AIM conversations and cool links. But on the other hand I am sucked in and forced to wait idly by hoping for just a little more contact. Damn you internet.
I feel the need to turn my life around somehow. Like I need to "kick the habit" or something. I might get all my hair cut off. I've always been tempted to get a proper Audrey Hepburn haircut. I could die it dark brown and keep it short. I wonder what that would be like.... Not that I'm planning to style the Britney way....
I have the strongest desire to disappear...not that it would be that dramatic. But maybe I could just bury myself in my room..only retreating for school, work, and American Idol... It's funny because I always considered myself very social...
Okay, that's it. No more hanging out with you internet. You suck.
If anyone wants to reach me for some reason...you can call. And I may just answer..cause I like you.
Yeah, its midnight. I don't know why I am still up. Well, I do, but it would sound too desperate for me to say it out loud.
The house is all quiet. Beth is gone to Myrtle Beach (leaving behind a Little Caesar's Pizza box that keeps taunting me with promises of pepperoni). Adam is in Florida still. Eric is off in Japan.
Kathryn and I watched part of a lifetime movie till I left to get on the internet because I am a loser. I hate you internet. You shouldn't raise my expectations and disappoint me so. On the one hand I'm given episodes of SmapxSmap and Tears for Fears music videos. I get interesting AIM conversations and cool links. But on the other hand I am sucked in and forced to wait idly by hoping for just a little more contact. Damn you internet.
I feel the need to turn my life around somehow. Like I need to "kick the habit" or something. I might get all my hair cut off. I've always been tempted to get a proper Audrey Hepburn haircut. I could die it dark brown and keep it short. I wonder what that would be like.... Not that I'm planning to style the Britney way....
I have the strongest desire to disappear...not that it would be that dramatic. But maybe I could just bury myself in my room..only retreating for school, work, and American Idol... It's funny because I always considered myself very social...
Okay, that's it. No more hanging out with you internet. You suck.
If anyone wants to reach me for some reason...you can call. And I may just answer..cause I like you.