Sodapop

Pardon me while I burst into Flames
2002-01-07 12:17:28 (UTC)

It's 6AM and it's dark out...I hate that.

I never thought that my insignificant little problems would
ever strike someone as being worth talking about. Did that
make sense? Regardless, I got a message, and it was as
if...well obviously it was a complete stranger...but that's
just so weird. It makes me feel...i dunno...good, in a way.
Anyway, i did not sleep last night, this morning, whatever
you want to call it, an it's approximately 6:10 now and I
am showered and semi-dressed, and i have yet to do my
hair/makeup,etc. I am a lazy ass. I have no will power, and
i dont know why. I guess it's just because I've been thrown
around all my life and treated like a piece of..well,
property, that I dont like to cater to anyone else's
needs...not even mine sometimes. I hope that made sense...
I hate mornings. how many more of these will I have to go
through before I can haul ass to CA and live life for what
it's really worth? Exactly a year and a half. That's a long
way away, but It will all be over before I know it. I only
hae to work my ass off for two semesters, and get fucked up
second semester senior year, and having applied early
admission to UCLA, i'll finally get out of this hellhole.
"Oh lordy...troubles so hard..."~Moby




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