I am thoroughly avoiding writing a paper...as always. There are SO many other things that I would much rather be doing than writing a paper about lycanthropy in The Duchess of Malfi, the first being vacationing in the Keys with JJ and everyone else. But that's a whole other story.

This is lame.

And I try to be but you know me
I come back when you want me to.
Do you miss me, Miss Misery
Like you say you do?

You know, no matter how much I hate my life, when I am intoxicated in one way or another, at least I can laugh.

"For the Week of Apr 27th, 2009 -- An immature or self-absorbed individual can be a challenge for you this weekend. However, it's probably wiser to be generous and open-hearted than to chastise anyone. Keeping score is understandable, but as long as this involves someone you care about, it's better to overcome the negativity and give all the ( Read more... )

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This is the part that I hate.

I see myself going down this terrible path, and I can't seem to stop it.

I am doing these things that I know I shouldn't do. I'm losing myself in this oblivion of self pity. I need to pull myself together and start acting like an adult, instead of some foolish high school girl.

I'm still skipping class today to smoke some weed.

"Talkin, talkin, talkin, talk
Baby let's just knock it off
They don't know what we been through
They don't know 'bout me and you
So I got something new to see
And you just gonna keep hatin me
And we just gonna be enemies"

Yeah, I quoted Kanye. You got something to say about it?

I have a feeling I am going to make an ass out of myself tonight. Here's to hoping that I don't.

Ha ha at my music, btw. It's pretty lame.

"You didn't realize
I'm lonely

You lack the things
To which I relate
But I see no harm

Yeah one...two...three...do me"

Oh Interpol, you make me feel better...somehow.