i miss old sg, like when i was first on here. whatever.
dinh peaced to california today till the 30th.
i'm rather sad. so it must be love, or the pms is very strong in me.
i've just been waiting to go to bed today.
looked at old pictures of friends that were...and past weights. ach
i was kinda hoping that since i've been in school i'd lose weight. nope. fucking fatty
nothing works like it used to. and i understand that i need to be active in order to not be a fatty, but i liked when i mere pill did all the work for me.
the birthday is soon, i didnt think dinh would be back yet so the original plan was to get very drunk and go to bed early. that's probably still the game plan
my teacher told me that 2009 is going to be our year (capricorn) i was like...meh
i don't want to give off this vibe that i am a miserable fuck, i really don't mean to, i don't think i am,
but i'm supposed to learn to fake it. if you're not in a good mood, just fake it.
i'm going to a wedding saturday the first wedding of a friend that i've actually been invited to. fancy that.
i am a bitter person though, i know that will basically be my demise. dangit. but...i really like to make people happy, and laugh. so...that balances it a little, right?
i'm getting tattooed next saturday, just a teeny piece of happiness. that's pretty much all i'm looking forward to.
so if i could just sleep till then, well then i'd be way okay with that.
that show intervention, fucking scares me. i don't want to end up on that show, but obviously those are habbits at their worst.
i'm turning 26 and there's still things i want to experiment with. but i think the repercussions would only be worse as i get older. i'm just venting, waiting to take my sleeping medicine.
i'm going to try to make it to school every day this week, that would be a first in probably two months. it's very bad and very expensive to not go. i just can't get myself up.
i'm listening to mc chris. that puts me in a better mood.
what's the point of connecting and feeling close to someone if you're only going to pretty much grow out of each other. it feels kinda hurty.
mmmmm mc chris. i would want him to play at my wedding
also i'd like to be married by corey feldmen, pee wee herman, and like animatronic, yet life-like jack skellington, that didn't really pop in to my head right away, edea put this. or by sascha kenotz....aldsjkfadskl;jfasd kmfdm.
i don't really see marriage...like going down.
the original plan is to grow old with a great dane. i'll get it close to when i'm going to peace because they don't have that long of a life span.
pnut's been full of piss and vinegar jumping over the fence like a mad woman.
sam's asleep on the bed. i don't like that he reminds me of dinh. at all.
this is long. maybe i'll copy and paste it.
i've had the shits today, how's that for a treat.
i think i'm fading out of my sims obsession for a bit, it comes and goes
-for da shorties.
dinh peaced to california today till the 30th.
i'm rather sad. so it must be love, or the pms is very strong in me.
i've just been waiting to go to bed today.
looked at old pictures of friends that were...and past weights. ach
i was kinda hoping that since i've been in school i'd lose weight. nope. fucking fatty
nothing works like it used to. and i understand that i need to be active in order to not be a fatty, but i liked when i mere pill did all the work for me.
the birthday is soon, i didnt think dinh would be back yet so the original plan was to get very drunk and go to bed early. that's probably still the game plan
my teacher told me that 2009 is going to be our year (capricorn) i was like...meh
i don't want to give off this vibe that i am a miserable fuck, i really don't mean to, i don't think i am,
but i'm supposed to learn to fake it. if you're not in a good mood, just fake it.
i'm going to a wedding saturday the first wedding of a friend that i've actually been invited to. fancy that.
i am a bitter person though, i know that will basically be my demise. dangit. but...i really like to make people happy, and laugh. so...that balances it a little, right?
i'm getting tattooed next saturday, just a teeny piece of happiness. that's pretty much all i'm looking forward to.
so if i could just sleep till then, well then i'd be way okay with that.
that show intervention, fucking scares me. i don't want to end up on that show, but obviously those are habbits at their worst.
i'm turning 26 and there's still things i want to experiment with. but i think the repercussions would only be worse as i get older. i'm just venting, waiting to take my sleeping medicine.
i'm going to try to make it to school every day this week, that would be a first in probably two months. it's very bad and very expensive to not go. i just can't get myself up.
i'm listening to mc chris. that puts me in a better mood.
what's the point of connecting and feeling close to someone if you're only going to pretty much grow out of each other. it feels kinda hurty.
mmmmm mc chris. i would want him to play at my wedding
also i'd like to be married by corey feldmen, pee wee herman, and like animatronic, yet life-like jack skellington, that didn't really pop in to my head right away, edea put this. or by sascha kenotz....aldsjkfadskl;jfasd kmfdm.
i don't really see marriage...like going down.
the original plan is to grow old with a great dane. i'll get it close to when i'm going to peace because they don't have that long of a life span.
pnut's been full of piss and vinegar jumping over the fence like a mad woman.
sam's asleep on the bed. i don't like that he reminds me of dinh. at all.
this is long. maybe i'll copy and paste it.
i've had the shits today, how's that for a treat.
i think i'm fading out of my sims obsession for a bit, it comes and goes
-for da shorties.
you're too cute!!!!!