My iPod is dead. I'm getting a new one mailed to AZ which I will have by the end of the week, but that doesn't help me have music now (or on my flight home). ARGH!!! Fucking Apple products.

And doing laundry blows. It is hard to get dried vomit out of a towel apparently.

My iPod overnight has decided to turn completely against me and refuse to do anything at all. It won't even connect to the computer so that I can fucking reset the whole goddamn thing. Oh god. This is a terrible, terrible, terrible day ( Read more... )

It's 3:30 in the morning.
I'm awake,
And I'm depressed.
And honestly?
I'm just sick of it.
By "it" I mean everything,
And by "everything" I mean you.

Sometimes life is just life, which is just perfect ( Read more... )

I am scared of taking this fucking pill. Scared!
I need a hug.

I love Stewart's Key Lime soda. I'm sure going to miss it this summer.

Anyway, here's some randomness. And no, I'm not LJ-cutting this bitch.

Your Birthdate: December 30

Your birthday on the 30th day of the month shows individual self-expression is necessary for your happiness ( Read more... )

Most depressing day ever or just dangerously close?

Being 18 is the hardest thing I've ever done.

I may not be good for anything anymore, but I'm not even sure.