This Journal is dead.

Thanks for the support friends, and the comments.

The worse things about journals is the temptations to say more then needed. Ive made that mistakes many times. Time I put it to a stop.

I want to get really wasted. or drunk. or stoned. or soemthing...

I feel so fucked up rightnow.

why does it feel like I need to cry? I really hate myself.

I hate my mind......my life.....sigh. Iam not looking for pity. I just never wanted this life.....arg. things I want to say, I want to get out. who Iam?

Who am I?

ow.......I have a really really really big fucking head ache. and the fact taht I was at Latham Bowling Alley (1st time there) didnt help much.....owwwww.......thrubbing pain........this is like my first head ache in like.....2 mths...

Is it possible for a female or a male to be friends with the opposite sex, and not get the wrong vibes?

ok here is the deal with me lately. I think I stopped trusting anyone...about anything. No no I havent gone paranoid and freaked out, I jst dont trust anyone. Which explains my absent from the dearest friends of mine................. blah?

vacation..........very bery boring.

I feel like Iam happy, and yet depressed. how the hell does that happen? mmm....nothing much has happen, spring break is very close and I swear to jockstraps everyone (that I care for in a way or another) are either going way, or going to plan something so stupid that I refuse to speak of it!

while Iam stuck at home.

I have the abilites to make wishes and dreams come true.
Too bad I destroy them before I give them a chance.

Boy do I hate myself.

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a lot has happen in the 48 hours, first i felt like crap and crying b/c of a undisclosed reason, but now after I got more info, Iam sooo much better

Iam going to fail chem. I have a 49......yeah Iam trying.

all my grades dropped. iam madd pissed