grayblue

poop.

yeah, that's about where i'm at.

i get in these fucks where i feel the need to be left alone, and so i am, yet hate evry minute of it. and i pick the worst possible times. like thanksgiving. spend all my time locked away, doing nothing, wishing to talk to someone, but no one calls and it's what i wanted, but i hate it. i wonder if i even know...
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now i feel like an ass for being heartbroken over a mouse that i don't pay that much attention to anyway. my friend's mom has lung cancer, after having fought off other cancers before. i feel so useless anymore. so petty.

one of my mice has vanished! :-( i have two pet mice, harp and guinness, and hap, the one who was nice, who i loved has disappeared! i don't know what happened... now i'm sad.

man, i'm not doing shit today. just got up at noon. which is nice.... for some reason i haven't been able to sleep in for quite a while. and since this is really my only day off this week (plus i'm fuckin' broke) i'm just going to sit around all day in my pj's and watch tv. god mtv sucks. why doesn't my cable have...
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okay, well, here's a bit about me i guess. i'm willing to "share". i'm 21, i call myself a film major, though after five years of having taken nothing but film classes, i won't really get a degree in film, but rather communications. bullshit. i currently live with my ex-gf.. but, only for a couple more weeks. it's been hell. she can date, but i...
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yeah, don't really know what to say here. kinda new to the whole online journal thing, but figured i'd give it a shot... maybe it's a move of quiet desperation. i guess only my subconcious really knows...