So I'm about to go take my shower, but since I'm not going to be back on anytime again today, I thought I'd do one more update of 2004. Yeah baby ( Read more... )

So my plans for the day, starting right when I finish typing this and get off the computer ( Read more... )

So I'm randomly looking at journals and commenting. Yeah, I'm that bored. Wow.

( And I stole this 2004 quiz thingie )

So I'm in a really pessimistic mood right now. What's that? I've been in a pessimistic mood for a while now? Naw... can't be...

Anyhow...

No one loves me. I mean, yeah, people love me. But no one loves me like like likes me. Or, if they do, they're keeping quiet about it and ruining my self-esteem which is, in fact, hurting me, which goes ( Read more... )

Oh. My. God. and What. The. Hell ( Read more... )

So I'm updating real quick while Erika and Korey and Karen finish watching the commentary on "Once More With Feeling" (Buffy episode). We saw the episode minus the commentary and then watched it with the commentary. So I'm thoroughly Buffy-ed out ( Read more... )

It was every bit as hard as I thought it would be. And then some. And I don't know what to do right now, because I just woke up from sleeping since I got home, and I'm really depressed and such. And normally, if I were this upset about something I'd consider calling her, I probably wouldn't, but I'd consider it, and thinkg about how it would go, ( Read more... )

I don't know what I'm going to do. I feel like the only thing I've been talking about the past day or so is how much this Christmas sucks. She hasn't emailed me back since like, last week (she had been doing really well with it too), and I really want to know what she thought of what I gave her for Christmas, and the miniletter I wrote her about ( Read more... )

I just got home from service. I acolyted, and so I sat next to Miss Lorraine the whole service. And the whole time we were both trying to keep from crying. Especially when Pastor sang "O Holy Night". And we weren't the only ones. I'm going to miss her so much. I don't know what I'm going to do without her. And I cried all the way home.

It never ever fails. I tell someone. And it changes everything. Why? Why can't it just stay the same? Why can't they still love me and see me as the same person? If it's not the actual thing that makes it change, then it's the fact that I trusted them. Oh God, why does it have to change it?