What a fucking waste of a fucking weekend.

I could kill someone right now.

I'm sort of a waste of life.


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Hahaha I would've had a really fun night last night if I didn't go home at 9 O' FUCKING CLOCK.
But my new shirt and jeans were looking adorable if I do say so myself. I'm so excited to wear them again soon. As in today.

Oh yea I'm going to be having the time of my life today. Car ride to Philly = Zoe and my whole family. Gosh, I can't wait.

Ugh, shut up, boyskissing community for making me hate myself.

I'm normally so happy on beautiful days. Today I just was less and less happy as the day went on. I should probably go take a nap, because I'm upset partly because I'm so so tired. I dunno. That's a piece of it, as well as being just sorta disappointed with my life at the moment and the fact that I'm too lazy and boring to change any aspect of it ( Read more... )

At dinner, I got so giggly/sad because there's this thing in which the grand prize is a gold pen, and I was laughing at the pathetic-ness or whatever, but then I thought "what if some really sincere and genuine and cute grandfatherly old man really wanted the prize to be a gold pen because he would've to have gotten one when he was a teenager?" and ( Read more... )

Lately I haven't liked any of the art I've been creating, and I've been questioning the lyrics I'm writing and just my writing in general. And I haven't sung in like a week because of the flu. I'm sorta scared I'm really waning creatively. I dunno, I don't seem to have interesting or new ideas, and like today I tried drawing people from my head, ( Read more... )

Last night I had an excellent, very vivid dream. On the night of Juliana's party that happened a while ago (the one where we were all going to move to that other party), we actually had gotten into the other party and it was full of seniors that I didn't know and I couldn't find any of my friends. So I was just sitting there, getting drunker and ( Read more... )

There are two things that might be happening that I really hope are NOT happening.

One of them scares me, the other one depresses me.

Plus, I STILL have a fever over 100, so I may not go to Jules's. hasnfujsngfsgsjehmhei.

Edit: Ok, the thing that scare(d) me is not an issue anymore, but the other thing is. And I'm def. not going to Jules's.

Sick day yay yay yay.