me: tired
Time: 1:02 pm
Date: aug 19, 2003
Eating: lifesavers fusion
Drinking: water
where?:home
<< who am i?
creative. hurt. Giving at times. Emotional. Sleepy. Lazy. Broke. Shy. Absolutely
Crazy. Silly. Sweet. Scared. Bored. Bitchy. Moody. Misunderstood. Understanding.
Hyper. Funny. Obsessive. Naughty. Psycho. Wild. Sympathetic once in awhile.
Weird. Unique. Cute. Evil.
People:
smbunni
thismuggle
cyndie87
..so why not
Saturday, June 28, 2003
day 3~ the pain is easier to handle.. well it's not pain, but i feel like something's missing. i miss you very much. i have nothing to do. i'm very much dead without you. everyday seems the same. the same torture that i went through yesterday. the boringness is overwhelming me. i can't surface, i'm gonna drown. well i hope you're having fun cuz i'm not.
Saturday, June 28, 2003
now it's day two: i woke up as usual. i didn't feel like moving. my excitement was taken away from me. i didn't feel the need for anything. i missed you and i still do. i wish you were here with me. i wish i could talk to you. i wish so much that there aren't enough stars are there to wish upon. other than that poetic crap, i didn't do muh yesterday. i went out to dinner with my mom. i wish you were there instead of my mom. you don't know how many times i wish i was with you instead of.. i wonder when we'll meet, i wonder if we'll ever be together. but i fear that this is all some mistake. i don't wanna be hurt and i don't wanna cry on behalf of you.
Thursday, June 26, 2003
today i day one that i'm without you. i still wake up early. i woke up at 9am i think. i read a book (fahrenheit 451). it's kinda ok, but really confusing. i read for about 3 hours. at one point and time i couldn't focus cuz i kept thinking about you. i was like "i wonder if he's in PI yet.. etc etc" then i was like "hm.. what's going on in the book" i went through 2 paragraphs before i started getting confused. i had to read the whole thing over. then later my stupid dad kept calling me. i went to the eye doctor and yadda yadda.. i picked out a new frame. woo hoo~ then i went home and here i am now. that guy who called me cindy whopper is hitting on me again. i hope you come back soon. i don't think i could survive. well maybe i will but i'll become crazy. oh yea and it's like so freakin' hot here and i'm sweating alot. so i put on alot of deoderant, but i put on so much i'm starting to smell really funny, but not in a bad way. so yea.. hahahah! i don't know what i'm gonna do the rest of the day. i think i'm gonna just talk to christine and starve to death. oh and maybe watch some tv. i might finish my book tomorow. well anyways, i miss talking to you.