twenty-four hours on an empty brain
a sugarcult song is the basic summary of my feelings right now.
"i'm bouncing off the walls again."
i started off today in an extremely goo dmood. i've been smiling a lot lately. i look like an idiot.
"i'm acting like a fool again."
it seems one of my friends likes another (crushes everywhere, cursed december)... but for reasons i do not feel like getting into, i'm feeling kinda crappy. (i will not be a hypocrite and i will be the cool friend.) (i mean, i have dave, which is !great!, don't get me wrong, but still, you know.) ugh. ugh. (i will be the cool friend.) (i will be cool.) i... can't handle that for some reason.
"i threw away my reputation."
well, that's still the aftermath from the half-month hell. and other stuff. let's not get into that either. i know this is my journal and everything and i'm supposed to vent and spill all, but there are some things i just don't want to think about and stuff.
"ONE MORE FOR THE RADIO STATION!"
i'll keep with the theme... but "whoooooaah..." did i just relate to a SUGARCULT song?!
T.T;
ew.