I declare livejournal dead.
I think I'm going to delete this, because no one reads it. I don't even read this.
So yeah. Last post.
I may or may not post on MySpace. I don't know.

Bitches love me cause they know that I know I can rock.
Thank god for Mindless Self Indulgence.
I hate work.
I, once again, didn't make any money.
My therapist even agrees that I need to find something new to do.
It's just a matter of who calls back.
I hate waiting.

So. This may amaze some of you, but I think I may actually get up and go for a run tomorrow. I don't know what's wrong with me, but my familiy wants to go on a beach vacation this year, and I don't really want to look like a blob in a bathing suit, so I suppose I should at least attempt to look good for once ( Read more... )

I am officially romanitcally inept.
My 14 year old brother had a girlfriend.
I didn't go on my first date until I was 18.
This worries me.
I think this is grounds to join a convent.

Three Names You Go By ( Read more... )

I think that if I believed in God, I would pray to him every day that I do not turn out like my mother.

I lost my wallet.
It had my meal card in it.
I have no money.
I have no food in my room.
I don't know how I'm going to eat for the next three days.

So an update. In list form, hmm? Yes, I think that would be good ( Read more... )

I'm tougher than this, goddammit ( Read more... )

I don't know what to do ( Read more... )