there is something not right about having to wake up before the sun rises!

why is everything always wrong is has got to be me it has to be i cant think of anything else maybe i have impossible expectations maybe i need too much attention or maybe its my fault because maybe i dont evoke the kind of response that im looking forward to looking forward to i guess im just not that type of girl or not the right type og person ( Read more... )

im soooooo tired, it's unbelievable. I can't take a nap because I never trust myself to wake up on time. Today I start my new job and I'm nervous bout it. I also have to take my last final today. Last day ever at BCC, this time for real. Last night Santa yelled at me for trying to take a picture with Sponge Bob. Apparently you're not allowed ( Read more... )

if this isn't just a winter slump i don't think i know what to do with myself

ok. so a copy of napoleon dynamite mysteriously appeared in my house. I just noticed it today when I was looking for a holiday movie to watch after playing scrabble for a very long time. There it was, sitting on the table. How did it get there? Who put it there? Apparently, nobody knows. It's a total mystery. It's messing with my head really ( Read more... )

I had a dream that an old senile woman got into my house and put wine in my cat's water bowl and the cats drank it and got real drunk and everyone was chasing them around with nets trying to catch the drunk cats and they were stumbling and jumping and having a good time when they started speaking english and taunting everyone about being too slow ( Read more... )

Now that I no longer smoke, whenever I am in a smokey area, I can barely breathe. When my clothes and hair smell like smoke when I get home at night, it makes me want to gag. I get really nauseous. Is that weird? I have been COMPLETELY smoke free now (and by completely I mean even when I'm very intoxicated) for thirty three days ( Read more... )

Do something with yourself. Make something of your life. I know that you can do it, even though I don't know who you are. If you're reading this, you're at a computer. If you have at least that much, you have more than a lot of people. Sure, making excuses is easy. Sure, waiting for something to happen is too. Sure, being complacent takes no ( Read more... )

Sometimes I wonder how one can weigh themselves. Not in actual ounces and pounds, but rather in overall value, in achievement, in soulful worth. Sometimes, in this way, I feel so light that I can be dashed away by the most subtle breezes of the season. Other times I feel like he's holding me down with a hint of effort from being cast off into ( Read more... )

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