Ive been here for about a half hour. And I already cant stand it.

Ever want to talk to someone but never knew how to reach them?

I'm a horrible drunk.

And that makes no sense, because I'm not drunk.

BUT, if I was, I'd be an angry, raging, alcoholic.

Bitches.

The end.

Cause what is normal in the evening, by the morning seems insane ( Read more... )

Im not happy. I dont know why.

I want things to change. Im not sure what. Just things.

Sometimes, I do things to try and hurt people. Im an asshole. And I guess I'm too safe of a bet.

And now I feel like a bitch. Like an attention seeking, whiney bitch.

Thats not my intention.

I want to update, but dont have anything to say.

I have got nothing to say.

3 days of school this week.
3 days of school next week.
I decided on going to the cotillion. Atleast it will be different then sitting in the TV room and watching a movie.

So a 38 or 39 year old guy who went to Bishop Eustace and was bi-polar killed himself. He went to St. Stephens, when he went to church at all. And that's just an assumption I'm making, guessing that someone in his position didn't go to church much. But then again, look at my dad. Anyway... It makes me wonder. Would I be tragic?

I stomach feels like it shrunk.

It feels like it is now this big... o

I'm not at school. Ive felt pretty shitty the last two days. I've got another sinus infection. Second this year. Not as bad as before I suppose ( Read more... )

SECOND UPDATE OF THE DAY ( Read more... )