Soooo. Yeah.
bored,bored,bored. nothing to do. yawn. 342am. bored. i did have fun the other day when Keith got cut. not because he got cut mind. soooo. yeah. bored. hey guess what? bored. ummmmm. kinda lonely. no one i feel i can confide in about the big stuff. matt and keith are brothers so i can count them out on that. ash? um, no. francine? not really. maybe some things but...
karen? not too sure on that. dont know what i see her as yet. a friend certainly but one i could talk to? not sure. swanky? maybe. i dont know. just being a bit sorry for myself. it just seems everyone has someone except me. the problem is i think that no one gets me. they dont understand why i do the things i do. i also feel out of place. i mean, what is there for me to do? the only things i have are my wits, my strength, and my singing voice.(and im a smoker so you can imagine how that must sound) i type slow, i barely able to figure out this journal, i dont know shit about cars, im too impatient to teach, and i hate taking orders.(with some exceptions)but mostly, lonely. "sigh" oh well.
karen? not too sure on that. dont know what i see her as yet. a friend certainly but one i could talk to? not sure. swanky? maybe. i dont know. just being a bit sorry for myself. it just seems everyone has someone except me. the problem is i think that no one gets me. they dont understand why i do the things i do. i also feel out of place. i mean, what is there for me to do? the only things i have are my wits, my strength, and my singing voice.(and im a smoker so you can imagine how that must sound) i type slow, i barely able to figure out this journal, i dont know shit about cars, im too impatient to teach, and i hate taking orders.(with some exceptions)but mostly, lonely. "sigh" oh well.