Life is great, great, great, great, great.

The boyfriend is super, super, super, super

Friends are cool, cool, cool, cool.

Work realy sucks, sucks, sucks, sucks.

Apartment is downtown, downtown, downtown, downtown.

I won free personal training, fitness, fitness, fitness.

I'm gonna get a cat, meow, meow, meow.

The end.

*Bows*

Camping this weekend should be fun. Get to enjoy a weekend of old friends and sex... yes I said sex and lots of it. haha i'm such a horndog. But I think sex makes you happier. Seriously. I'm sure theres some scientific explanation for it, but I am noticeably more happy after sex ( Read more... )

I've cant make my hands stop shaking. I cant concentrate, i've never been so scared in my life. For once, vodka has let me down. it usually helps my shakes but its not working this time. I have to remember to breathe.
Wish me luck.

I think I'm ready to talk now ( Read more... )

I want to go to Kitchener... yet I dont. I just dont feel close to anyone there anymore... not close enough to ask to stay over at their place or anything. I want to go for something to do, and less to see those i have seen in awhile ( Read more... )

I dont really know what to write. I just feel like writing something in LJ. Maybe if i type long enough something good will come out ( Read more... )

Ever fucked somebody, and the whole time you were thinking "is this guy losing his virginity?"

It really bothers me that some people who are going to school dont have jobs. Their parents just hand them over $15,000 every year to pay for tuition and residence. Must be nice to have an unlimited money supply just a phone call away.

Sincerely,

Bitter and Angry

There I was, by myself, being pissed off at life. Pissed off at everything and everyone in my life right now. Thinking of whos head I could rip off. Than I said to myself "instead of ripping off someones head, I'll just smoke a joint ( Read more... )

Things arent the same this year. I feel like I'm in grade nine again where gossip and makeup run my social life. I'm becoming one of those girls I hate. The ones that arent clever enough to have a converstation that doesnt include who slept with who, or what someone was wearing that day. I'm closing myself off, letting every little thing bother ( Read more... )