Saturday, March 13, 2004
Its like just now Nine, AM. My computer clock is 20 minutes off and I can't sleep. I want a cigarette. Im really glad that Im broke. Because it would be cigarettes and chocolate. Mmmyeap. Yummy. I worry you know. Too much I know. Im 19 and act like Im 40. Unless Im acting two. Sometimes they aren't mutually exclusive. Those are interesting times. I love Shaun I do. I really really do, but when he gets like this, its like talking to a brick wall. A very smoochable brick wall, but a brick wall nonetheless. I hate feeling this helpless. Ugh, I need a shower and sleep. But Im not likely to get either today. My tummy still hurts and Im cold. X_X Fuck Im whiny today.I've been working on my story but Im so blocked. I hate this, I feel so... unfabulous. Garg. My boyfriend is being a prat! *throws rotted food stuffs at him* My computer is being a tarty whore, and my mother is whining about her fucking tea. This is going to be a very shit day and Im going back to bed.
xoxo SJ at 9:00 AM.
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