I've lost something... . . . . . A realization... . . . . . . I'm not worthy.... . . . . . My clothes... . . . . My body... . . . . . My hair is just too cool for the rest of me. :(
Work, then maybe work? Then, yes, 4-day-weekend. Boo labor, hurray labor day. The wasururu (forgotten) udon has been eaten. I weighed 137 this morning.
Some girl with impeccable taste in music just responded to my add for being a singer/needing a band. She plays everything and writes music. Please be the first thing that goes right.
All the things that young people do, laugh and run and cry and obsess over nothing. After a while you'll grow and realize everything under the sun is meaningless. But right now, it isn't. Not to you.