andi

this sucks
2002-11-04 06:33:58 (UTC)

today sucked.

sat on my bum. talked to sarah, brought her home. havent
been able to sleep like i did last night since about 4
months back. this weekend was pretty cool. might go to Gwar
on Thursday if Jewish Dingo Slave can get me a ride.
listening to Artificial Joy Club. i wish i had more time.
wrote a poem the other day, talked to Rob on the phone
tonight. he said i sounded like a 12 yr. old girl. he licks
smegma. while your at it, look up smegma in the dictionary.
my book's getting interesting and now i need another hobby.
school is starting to suck. Ashley might have moved to
watervliet forever. her mom's a nazi. halloween was cool.
we went from mike's to barry's to heather's and back.
almost fought some senior guys but they would let me. jen
and mike are adorable. thumbs up mike. school tomarrow.
should i say today? its 1:30 in the morning. can't sleep
once again. never can. damn insomnia. my mom tried to tell
me i was grounded. it was funny. Mom: "youre grounded."
Me: "no, im not." Mom: "okay, your right." i love having
control over my mom. shes awesome. i really need a fucken
hobby. oh, and by the way. damn my brother wayne for making
me talk to that mike person he worked with. i t-p'd his
house the other night. go me. the screen's starting to get
blurry, been staring at it too long. and this is my life. i
need a job. i enjoy complaining. nobody's gonna read this.
hehehehhehe. i put this evil video on a floppy disk. im
going to sell it, my kidneys attached to it with a paper
clip to the black market. or e-bay. i wonder if i could
sell my kidneys on e-bay. maybe it wouldnt work. didnt that
guy get in trouble for selling his soul? i already sold
mine on the black market. im chain smoking. boredom is
overtaking my mind and body. my mom says i should go to
school for computers because i dont look at the keyboard
when i type. i cant help it. cant take my eyes off the
screen. the energy vibrating from the screen attracts my
eyes for some odd reason. jesus, i need a hobby. time to go
do something more productive. i just wrote about a whole
lotta nothing. cant you tell, this journal thing's gonna be
fun to read. later.




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