Barbara Novak

Down With Love
2002-01-20 00:50:19 (UTC)

I get bored. (subtitle: I give up.)

GENERAL
01. name? Steph
02. d.o.b.? December 31, 1983
03. location? New Hampshire
04. religion? I think I'm still Jewish....
05. occupation? student at Spaulding

APPEARANCE
01. hair? Vampire Red w/brown roots
02. eyes? brown
03. height? 5'6
04. weight? 120
05. figure? 36- 25-32

STYLE
01. clothing? comfy
02. music? no rap, no country, no r&b, no polka
03. makeup? occasional eye-crap & lip gloss
04. bodyart? my fake Superman tattoo i'm putting on later

RIGHT NOW
01. wearing? red zip-up hoodie, khakis, undies, and monkey
baseball t-shirt
02. listening to? the hum of my comp
03. thinking of? moving to live with my dad
04. feeling? bored and alone. everyone seems to have left
me......

LAST THING YOU
01. bought? coffee at Chili's
02. did? wallowed on the couch watching Wheel of Fortune
(aren't I exciting?)
03. ate & drank? soup and grape juice
04. read? _Illusions:_Journey_of_a_Reluctant_Messiah_ by
Richard Bach
05. watched on tv? go to #2 of this section

EITHER/OR
01. club or houseparty? Houseparty
02. tea or coffee? tea
03. high achiever or easy-going? easy going
04. beer or cider? beer
05. drinks or shots? drinks
06. cats or dogs? kitties! blankie
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I give up. Even Mandy (who is supposedly still friends with me) is
leaving me in the cold it seems. I'm starting to think I have
delusions of grandeur where I think the world of myself and therefore
everyone who I think I'm friends with should want to spend time with
me. If only I could be my own shrink. I could never be a good psych
patient. I always hold back what I'm thinking, even from myself.




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