sick to death.
i'm sick of being in bars all day, then going to hang out at bars at night.
i'm sick of coming home after work and drinking or getting high also.
i'm sick of my friends. they act like theyre still in highschool.
the only thing i look forward to anymore is class, but i'm sick of driving across town to get to it.
i'm sick of waking up and going 'okay, now what?'
i'll go to mass sunday. see if that helps.
i doubt it, but you never know.
i leave in 10 days.
keep the faith.
i'm sick of being in bars all day, then going to hang out at bars at night.
i'm sick of coming home after work and drinking or getting high also.
i'm sick of my friends. they act like theyre still in highschool.
the only thing i look forward to anymore is class, but i'm sick of driving across town to get to it.
i'm sick of waking up and going 'okay, now what?'
i'll go to mass sunday. see if that helps.
i doubt it, but you never know.
i leave in 10 days.
keep the faith.
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hopey:
I just dropped by to say that you are sexy and to say: 5 days until 
noir:
Okay, so how do I cross out what I typed already? You know, the font with the line through it? I knew how to do this at one point.