Does anyone read this?

No one reads this.

I hate prom already. It's only three months away....

Oh, what a beautiful day.....
I've got a beautiful feelin' everythin's goin' my way!

Gah! School musical.

It's such a wonderful day, isn't it ( Read more... )

I hate being sick, don't you? Especially when it kinda just sneaks up on you...

Just sitting here, tapping my foot to the song. It's a good one, you should listen.

Actually, I'm being pretty good at being bored to tears. No one to talk to, when I actually feel like talking. That sucks. Oh well. Perhaps I'll call Ben.

Then perhaps he can clean up the mess he left....

I decided not to kill myself that night. Figured it was just too tragic, and I didn't actually have the time. Awfully sad, isn't it? I commit myself to so much stuff I can't even fit killing myself into my schedule. But, I suppose if I was supposed to do it, I would find the time ( Read more... )

I think I might actually just kill myself tonight. But, I'd better work it into my schedule. I'll do it right after church. That's semi-tragic. Go to church, come home, and kill yourself. Sounds good to me.

*goes outside and screams for a very long time*

It's a pretty good thing that no one reads this journal. But, no one cares enough to. Not that I expect anyone to care enough to read it. Now I'm going in circles.