i hate how everything is closed on sundays.

i woke up at 8 trying to get shit done, finding nothing was open till noon or 2, if at all today.

wheel truing and oil changing, here i come!

i made 50 bucks at work tonight and hated every minute of it.

i finally got in the fucking gym.

i ate too much.

i didn't think enough.

i didn't clean enough.

i never get a real weekend.

i need to go to the library.

i need to go to my bed.

i worry about growing up.

im not coming out of the shower.

ive got books to read

ive got papers to write

i'd like to think i have better things to do

on a friday night

than sit here

and daydream.

did she catch me

when i snuck a look at her?

is there interest?

or am i just a bother?

she'd better not really have a boyfriend.

i meant for her to catch me.

things have been hectic lately ( Read more... )

any more suprises, God?

want to punish me more?

i definitely deserve it, and i am probably ready for it

so let's do this.

fuck my life.

so, some assbag yesterday decided to lock their bike to mine AND the bike rack i was locked to ( Read more... )

my right arm feels weird.

i might start crying soon.

my sleep is restless.

i am doing a bit better ( Read more... )

the world is about to witness me go so absolutely buckwildly crazy...they won't know what hit 'em.