New year.

And with 2005, this journal is officially closed. No more posts.

So many of my friends in one room. I should be happy, yet I'm really depressed.
They're all having fun with karaoke, yet when I try it, I do horrible. I know I can't sing, but that's beside the point

For some reason, I don't want to be at Joe's new years party. I don't know why, but go figure. This whole break has been utter shit, despite what I tell myself. I bought a DS a=mong other things, but it's alright. My life has been deteriorating at a rapid rate, and I don't know why. I keep trying to keep myself positive, but I can't be anyhting ( Read more... )

Why am I even here?

Hrm, stuck in the Alleycat right now. Never been, so it's actually a kinda cool place. Got Liz and Beth to cart my ass over after work, so I can't argue. I also ran into Mike Foshee and a couple of cool 'sluts ( Read more... )

=/ Whoever got me Morning Musume's new CD, even if it's a burn, thank yeh. I just can't remember who gave it to me.

http://www.ticketmaster.com/event/0400398AA9861B7C?brand=&artistid=951246&majorcatid=10002&minorcatid=203

Hrm, finals are almost over. All I have left is my US Government one, the one I care the most about. All of my other ones, I finished around 30 minutes in. So I just sat around playing Final Fantasy and such. But anyways, I COULD study, but I don't want to break my streak ( Read more... )

I dunno, that last post made it seem kinda... self-pityish, so I'm gonna take a slightly new approach. I'll just end with the 'tell me you hate me' part, and go through the beginning with something romantic, like 'Your eyes are like the pale moonlight dancing far above the calming midnight sea.'

I'm not good at being romantic.