MelissaBabyForU

~A State of Perpetual Narcolepsy~
2001-11-14 00:35:16 (UTC)

Frustration Rotting At My Skull

My forehead feels really hot. I feel like my head is going
to explode, and it hasn't even been an hour since I wrote
my first entry. God dammit.

I told Jonny how I felt about how he never says I'm his
girlfriend and he said that when he signed up on rankme, he
was still single and all he changed was the picture but
tomorrow he will change his stats for me. I don't whether
to believe this, or write it off as bullshit. Lately, I've
been getting so frustrated with myself, with Jonny, with
the way things aren't, and with anything that I think about.

Jonny lives in Springfield, Virginia. To call his house is
long distance. I don't understand why I always have to be
the one to call. I'm sick of spending money. I hate it.
Once I start spending, I can't stop, and then I have to sit
around stuffing envelopes and folding newspaper for three
hours in order to pay my mom back for the credit card
bill.

I just finished reading 2 people's diaries. One girl named
Melissa and another girl named Michelle. Their diaries
really made me think about how I want mine to be. I hope
that somewhere out there, someone will read my diary and be
inspired, like theirs did to me. So if you are reading
this, send me feedback! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, I NEED
FEEDBACK.

I'm hungry.




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