I felt really good today. I'm not precisely sure why, but I've more or less been in a reasonably decent mood all day long. (Okay, there was a good 30-40 minutes I was in a little funk not long ago, but it seems to have passed ( Read more... )

I hate that I always feel like a third wheel, just tagging along, even though it's not true.

I hate that, despite what other people say, it's STILL FUCKING TRUE.I hate the perception of being left out ( Read more... )

I hate that I'm as insecure and jealous as I am ( Read more... )

Because I've more or less already said this all:

http://duaiwe.livejournal.com/348153.html
http://duaiwe.livejournal.com/346859.html

*sigh* Feelings are overrated.

Why do women have to be so confusing and frustrating.
Why do I bother caring about anyone.

And, once again, depressed about a girl.

*sigh*

I'd like to say something good about today, but there really isn't anything. It's been an absolutely terrible day.

I crashed at megalomanicamie's place last night after I went down there to see Beowulf. Unfortunately, when I came back this morning I forgot my keys at her place, and didn't realize it until I got here. The day got progressively worse from there ( Read more... )

megalomanicamie linked this to me earlier today,
When Pigs Fly: The Death of Oink, the Birth of Dissent, and a Brief History of Record Industry Suicide.Ignoring the fact that the website looks like it came out the ass end of one of the said flying pigs, and the fact that the "static background" is so fucking 1995 it's not even funny, the actual article is ( Read more... )

I've been in a massive funk for like two weeks now. Annoyed, angry, depressed, resentful. I'm not entirely sure why.

I don't like it. But I keep feeling like it's just getting fueled by everyone else.

Time from reactivating WoW account to thinking it may have been a bad idea: About 1.5 months.

I am so pathetic, in so many ways, and all kinds of fucked up.