EVERYTHING. Except, I've kinda got hooked on cigarettes and I smoke on occasion--usually around the time Aunt Flow comes to town... lol

I was just reading through Keely's journal and then I realized... I've never really thought ANYTHING bad about her... Nothing. I may have said something once or twice, but that's because I'm jealous of her. I'll admit it. But that was quite a while ago. Now I think only the best of her. Truely. I love that girl. I love her death. I wish I could be ( Read more... )

So here I am, in Tennessee... boring old TN. I can't stand it but I guess I'd rather be here than GA or anywhere for that matter. The only thing is, I'm always at home with nothing to do. I don't have a job, I don't have a car, money, friends, or anything worth living for. I'm just a fucking bum. Some things I can't stand. People want to help me ( Read more... )

Sorry, it's kinda choppy and not really in chron order ( Read more... )

There's this thing that I really wanna try but everyone tells me not to get into that bullshit. I don't really see what's so wrong with it... What makes it different from all the others? I feel like no one really cares about me until I say something about that... It's like, they don't even really show any care towards me and then I say I wanna try ( Read more... )

Well, not very long till I graduate... kinda sad really. But I already have a plan! I'm going to California for the summer. Maybe for forever. Heather said I could stay with her, but I will miss everyone else if I leave. The cheapest ticket I found was about 190, with 1 stop, about 6 hours long. But it's one way... so yea... I don't know yet. I'm ( Read more... )

Today I didn't feel good at all. I felt sad... really sad. Wendy had a talk with me and I kinda got a lot out, and she also talked to me a little. Gave me some things to think about. But I told her that I didn't want to go into the army because I just really don't but my dad is practically making me. Then there's my past and how I can't change it. ( Read more... )

Yep, I now work at Papa John's. I make 5.35 an hour which isn't as bad as it could be... and I don't get paid till next week... kinda sucks... Anyway, my first day was Monday. Oh how horrible it was. I broke down crying! It was horrible. I didn't know what I was doing and it was just bad. But the last two days were pretty good. Today I got to deal ( Read more... )

Why is it that I can't get a boyfriend? Am I too picky? Too slutty? Too annoying? Too ugly? What the fuck is wrong with me??? I just have no one to call ever, and no one to do anything with. If I had a boyfriend, maybe I wouldn't be bored all the time. And maybe I'd feel like I had an actual reason to be around. I don't know... I just hate always ( Read more... )

I'm going to write in this journal from now on. Why? Because in my Xanga, I feel like I can't say everything that I want to say. The only person who will really be able to read this journal is Keely, and I'm fine with that ( Read more... )