May 24, 2009 04:48
Why the bloody hell am i up!?!?!?! i had a shift from 2 till 12:30, i had a cop talk to me randomly, i had to go get kristy after she ran her scooter into a truck lmao, and im still bloody up....i wish i was scotish, like Sean Connery :D that would rock...i dont think i want tomorrow to start so i dont want to go to sleep cause then it will and i just want every thing to stop for a bit....my best friend has to much on his mind, too much wrong shit, to much bad shit, to much depressing shit, and because of that i have to much shit on my mind...im shocked im even writing a journal post, its weird i rarly come on here i dnt expect any one to read this, i dont exactly care if they do or not, the fucking birds are chirping outside, what the fuck are they doing up and fuckin 5 in the morning?! bird fucking?!?! its moments like this i feel 5, 20, 50, 95 and George Carlin all at the same time in a mentality way. i want to slap him and tell him hes a fuckin idiot, i want to hug him and tell him every thing will be alright, i want to laugh with him and tell him be happy be happy...but i kno how little that will work
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