sassyswitch

I can't sleep anymore. I look at the clock and it's 4am. I drag my ass to bed and roll around for a while and wonder why I wake up at 1-2-3pm in the afternoon.

Tried to find something to wear for New Years. I have no motivation to shop or think about the night. While I know I will be with my best girls in the whole wide world at a terrible terrible bar filled with frat asshole fucks, I know there are other places I would rather be and other people I would rather be with...scratch that (other person, other place). Part of me hopes I'll get a call, most of me knows I won't. I'll say I'm over it, but you know I'm not.

I don't know why it's such a big deal. It's just the beginning of a new year. A 5 instead of a 6. I'm still the same old me, in the same old place...but it's a chance to rid and acquire...to celebrate what was and to welcome what will be. Maybe I should take a cue from it all...and get over myself and my stupid ass feelings.

ok, the kiss at midnight can fuck off. I'm gonna go jerk it in the bathroom....

My hope is that the night is spent merry making :boozing, dancing, etc... and not crying and feeling sorry for myself. I am NOT that girl...I hope.

p.s. this is just mostly to vent...because I'm good at it.

p.s.s. this ipod is AMAZING. my keyboard is a p.o.s.

p.s.s.s. why is everything in the stores that's cute like 90 bucks. fuck.