uhg. why am i this way. why can't i say what i mean. why do i always have to stumble over my words. why do i always feel liek i am making a fool out of myself. i'm going to be insecure when i see her and it is just going to lead to me not being myself and having less fun than i should have. why do i always have to have expectations? why can't i just go with the flow? why can't i just learn to let things be what they are and try not to get more out of them than i can? uhg 
am i still funny?
Quote of the Journal:
NOFX - "Total Bummer"
Go away, sunny day
Go away, sunny day
All the horny people sitting
In front of their TV and thinkin'
What is wrong with me? I'm not a monster
Why won't anybody fuck me
I don't wanna live life lonely
Why does everyone have to be perfect?
Go away, sunny day
Go away, sunny day
All the barfly's sippin' whiskey
Fighting ever present pitty
Wondering what they keep sucking back for
Is it the drink or trepidation
Watching all trains leave the station
Left standing alone without a ticket
You light up my life
You give me hope
To carry on
You light up my days
And you, you light up my life
Stop searching cause there's no answer
Just a long ride of disaster
There's no simple way to stop the sadness
Life's not fair I'm glad it's not
This isn't heaven just a lonely
Planet on the verge of self-destruction
Gray
I'm sure she wants to come. You invited her to spend a special day with you. She would probably feel VERY badly if you didn't have a good time on your birthday. (Just realize that if she does go she she will probably be very self conscious now, too.) *shrugs shoulders* I guess it is up to you. She's not a mind reader...it's YOUR day.
[Edited on May 06, 2006 1:20AM]