I feel like hell on toast
And I'm sure I look the same.
Seriously, I know I've got a good life, but right now I feel like being emo & angsty and whatever. So...don't read this if you don't want to...It'll be annoying and possibly depressing.
1: I'm late. Very VERY late. PMS may be to blame (I hope) for my crappy mood.
2: I'm really lonely. There's nothing like being ripped from your support group.
3: Hey, to continue with that whole "lonliness" thing...I miss my boyfriend...oh wait...he's not my boyfriend anymore.
4: I'm afraid that I may have lost my diary of 2.5 years. It contains lots of milestones, as well as ticket stubs, setlists, and autographed stuff that I don't wish to be rid of.
5: I get the feeling shit's gonna hit the fan with my parents. They don't know who I am anymore. I'm different, and they have to accept that. I'm not a baby anymore.
6: I've gained 4 pounds since spring break. My dad had the tact to remind me that the scale is a couple pounds light. So, thanks Dad, for reminding me that my ass is actually 2 pounds heavier than my dellusional mind wanted to believe it was
7: I didn't do my final paper for speech, because I ran out of time. Therefore: feel like shit about that....I know I'll still get an OK grade...but still...
8: Mom dissed my singing again today. I try to sing with her as a bonding thing, but she just always ends up criticizing me. Everyone else says I have a good voice, except her. I think she might just be jealous that I've actually gotten to be a better singer than her. She used to be able to sing just like Joni Mitchell, when she was my age.
Seriously, I know I've got a good life, but right now I feel like being emo & angsty and whatever. So...don't read this if you don't want to...It'll be annoying and possibly depressing.
1: I'm late. Very VERY late. PMS may be to blame (I hope) for my crappy mood.
2: I'm really lonely. There's nothing like being ripped from your support group.
3: Hey, to continue with that whole "lonliness" thing...I miss my boyfriend...oh wait...he's not my boyfriend anymore.
4: I'm afraid that I may have lost my diary of 2.5 years. It contains lots of milestones, as well as ticket stubs, setlists, and autographed stuff that I don't wish to be rid of.
5: I get the feeling shit's gonna hit the fan with my parents. They don't know who I am anymore. I'm different, and they have to accept that. I'm not a baby anymore.
6: I've gained 4 pounds since spring break. My dad had the tact to remind me that the scale is a couple pounds light. So, thanks Dad, for reminding me that my ass is actually 2 pounds heavier than my dellusional mind wanted to believe it was
7: I didn't do my final paper for speech, because I ran out of time. Therefore: feel like shit about that....I know I'll still get an OK grade...but still...
8: Mom dissed my singing again today. I try to sing with her as a bonding thing, but she just always ends up criticizing me. Everyone else says I have a good voice, except her. I think she might just be jealous that I've actually gotten to be a better singer than her. She used to be able to sing just like Joni Mitchell, when she was my age.