Ugh.
I never feel awful about anyone else.

Yesterday I thought I was having the best day of my entire life.
But everything that happened has turned me into a crying emotional heap of pathetic today.

How irritating.

Remind me to never talk on the phone in the middle of the night for hours on end.
I'm too tired to handle it the next day.

I am done being pathetic.
I'm never talking to you again.

Haha.

I'm semi-miserable.
And I can't write.

So my dad is contemplating applying for a job in Utah that he would take in the fall ( Read more... )

After every lie she has said about me, and all those comments I assume were her...
I still let her use my saxophone.

Seriously, I should get a medal for how incredibly pathetic I actually am.

Watching Mansfield Park and being deathly ill have had a somewhat negative effect on my better judgement, and I fancy myself a bit in love.

I hate feeling this gushy love feeling in my stomach. I could (and probably will) cry.

I am so stupid.
Last night was really fun though.
Regardless of how stupid I was.

I woke up really early this morning, and I have been freaking out ever since.
Skalloween sucks.

Postsecret irritates me.
I always want to know who wrote them.
Specifically the person that wrote "Whenever I get pedicures, I have a strong urge to kick the girl in her face.", because, I truly believe that person and I could be the very best of friends.