Wednesday 18 March 2009

I am deeply bothered.

Okay, I'll start.

Holy Shit
I'm sick of being a good friend.
I feel like I am constantly being poked at by other people. I'm just so flustered right now I can't get anything out. The past week has just been a constant show. I've been entertaining people, and trying to fix their sad little lives. I mean, I wouldn't mind doing this sometimes, but it's just problem after problem. But I'm scared that if I stop being so compassionate toward people, I won't have any left. They will leave because I don't serve a purpose to them. I don't know. I'm in a predicament.
I need to be a little less caring maybe.
Yeah.
I need to be more selfish.
Yeah.
I'm going to be a little more selfish.
It might do me some good.


I thought I had more, but I guess I don't.
Actually, I made some shit over spring break.
I will post pictures later because it is some cook shit.

Monday 9 March 2009

I miss my Grittus.

Grritus grittus grittus.
I think I'm going to e-mail him.
It's been like, 4 score and twenty years.
That's too long.

Thursday 5 March 2009

But she... only sleeps, with me.

I knew I had that song on my computer.
I'm not completely... forgetful.
I guess.
That sentence came out weird.
I should've started it differently.
That's not even the point I was trying to get across.

Okay, I'm so pissed.
I was looking up herbal cigarettes, and they all have tar in them.
And that's what I"m trying to get away from.
So... that's dumb.
I'm just going to smoke tea leaves or something.
I read this blog, and this chick did that, and she's still posting, so...
And I'll use organic.
But, smoking totally appeals to me.
Just not conventional cigarettes.
Those are bad.
Anyway...

I was out dancing in my secret place, and this really attractive guy was totally hitting on me.
I gave him my number.
It was amazing.
He's like, two years older than me, but that appeals to me.
Younger men are disgusting.

I have found a new friend!
It's great.
She is so weird.
We were eating lunch together today in my cubicle, and we reminisced about how we stole things as young children, and we talked about shampoo.
It was really fun.

I have more, but I'm going to stop there.
Sorry, no extra digital content.

Monday 2 March 2009

I am fantastic.

Ow!
I'm in pain.
Someone is hitting me with a thing.
It hurts so bad.
I'm going to bruise.