Hey Mickey you so fine...
Bored as hell today.
There's nothing to do. It's just a typical Sunday, full of sniffing (due to the untimely catching of a merciless, evil cold) crying, and feeling sorry for myself (of course).
Unfortunately, tomorrow is Monday, and no one I know is online at the moment.
Fortunately, I will be forcing my dad to take me to the library so I can just spend all my freetime reading. And yes, I have a lot of freetime, seeing as I still don't have a boyfriend, my life sucks, and there's no one online.
It's OK. You can all make fun of me if you like. I'll just cry...
Yeah. So it's kind of hard to sound smart when your stupid stuffy nose is bothering you... I won't even bother to try and "rave". I think I'll just vent some of my anger and worries and such.
So, first thing I'm concerned about:
The possibility that Demon has been poisoned by a piece of gum I gave him, therefore resulting in him blocking me on AOL and not being able to attend the dance that I so wanted him to attend.
I still don't feel better. You know, I bet if I dyed my hair blonde, had plastic surgery, lost a coupla pounds here and there, and wore contacts, I would get five boyfriends like *that*. Not to be stereotypical or anything. Just that Maeg is blonde, blue-eyed, and not too skinny, but OK, and she has like 500 admirers, where as I have a meager 1. And that meager 1 is not even cute. Damn.
I wonder... Could it be that I have a big ugly nose? Or that my name is stupid?
God. Maybe I have PMS or something.
Being depressed really really truly sucks.
I really don't want to end up helpless, and having to take Zoloft or Prozac daily, with the 50% or higher possibility of becoming addicted to them. The world is scary.
Very, very, very scary.
Oh yeah: Kimmi and Sean broke up.
Kimmi's life is just so awesome. She has the best friends (I love my BFFs, but we never go shoppin' and stuff... damn). She has even more admirers than Maeg. (In fact, those many admirers of hers include Maeg's crush for over 5 years...) She's prettier than me (yes, one of those blondes with cool eyes). She's like a great friend and all, but I envy her.... Oh yeah, and she has some hott neighbors....
She also has a hott "peach" who gives her lollipopsies. Perfect life she has. Compared to my sucky, boring, simple life...lol
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Still bored as hell.
Gonna go eat some bagels and be depressed because I can't get Demon to like me.
Wish me plenty of good luck that I'll need every pinch of!
xxmwah
There's nothing to do. It's just a typical Sunday, full of sniffing (due to the untimely catching of a merciless, evil cold) crying, and feeling sorry for myself (of course).
Unfortunately, tomorrow is Monday, and no one I know is online at the moment.
Fortunately, I will be forcing my dad to take me to the library so I can just spend all my freetime reading. And yes, I have a lot of freetime, seeing as I still don't have a boyfriend, my life sucks, and there's no one online.
It's OK. You can all make fun of me if you like. I'll just cry...
Yeah. So it's kind of hard to sound smart when your stupid stuffy nose is bothering you... I won't even bother to try and "rave". I think I'll just vent some of my anger and worries and such.
So, first thing I'm concerned about:
The possibility that Demon has been poisoned by a piece of gum I gave him, therefore resulting in him blocking me on AOL and not being able to attend the dance that I so wanted him to attend.
- The possibility that Demon is too busy making out with his girlfriend to be poisoned.
- The possibility that everyone hates me (though I've no idea why they would...)
- The possibility that everyone has forgotten about me due to the fact that they are out kissing their boyfriends and girlfriends and whatever.
- The fact that everyone else is probably hangin' with their friends while I am stuck at home, bored to death, and suffering from a prolonged hangover due to the huge amounts of iced tea and orange kool-aid consumed while at the uneventful (except that I actually danced at this one...) dance that took place on Friday.
I still don't feel better. You know, I bet if I dyed my hair blonde, had plastic surgery, lost a coupla pounds here and there, and wore contacts, I would get five boyfriends like *that*. Not to be stereotypical or anything. Just that Maeg is blonde, blue-eyed, and not too skinny, but OK, and she has like 500 admirers, where as I have a meager 1. And that meager 1 is not even cute. Damn.
I wonder... Could it be that I have a big ugly nose? Or that my name is stupid?
God. Maybe I have PMS or something.
Being depressed really really truly sucks.
I really don't want to end up helpless, and having to take Zoloft or Prozac daily, with the 50% or higher possibility of becoming addicted to them. The world is scary.
Very, very, very scary.
Oh yeah: Kimmi and Sean broke up.
Kimmi's life is just so awesome. She has the best friends (I love my BFFs, but we never go shoppin' and stuff... damn). She has even more admirers than Maeg. (In fact, those many admirers of hers include Maeg's crush for over 5 years...) She's prettier than me (yes, one of those blondes with cool eyes). She's like a great friend and all, but I envy her.... Oh yeah, and she has some hott neighbors....
She also has a hott "peach" who gives her lollipopsies. Perfect life she has. Compared to my sucky, boring, simple life...lol
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Still bored as hell.
Gonna go eat some bagels and be depressed because I can't get Demon to like me.
Wish me plenty of good luck that I'll need every pinch of!
xxmwah