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3:30 p.m. - 01.20.04 Everyday I get a little more befuddled by guys. I swear I can say it a thousand times and I'll still never get them. SOMEONE WRITE ME A MANUAL. I'm so mad at myself. I finished reading Death's Acre. It was an awesome book. I'm kind of disappointed it's over. Now I have to find something new to read. I don't know what yet. I'll have to make a trip to the bookstore. Only an hour till I get to leave. YAY! I don't think I did a damn thing today. Of course I didn't have a damn thing to do. I'm so sick of being bored. I am now officially over it! What you ask? Well everything. I refuse to let myself get down by things that shouldn't be bringing me down. I mean so what if the you know whom with the you know what has me stumped. I'm not stumped anymore because I'm so friggin over it! I feel better. I really do. I think saying it like this has helped. So pardon me while I climb into a plane start up the exhaust and skywrite the words "OVER IT" in giant fluffy letters visible to entire state of Texas! I'm thinking of taking up smoking again as a hobby. I quit and I was doing a pretty good job of it. I just really want one right now. I think that�s the reason. I need someone to keep me accountable. I really hope tomorrow is better. I'm in need of a good laugh. ____________(20 minutes later)_________ YAY Wade made me laugh. He told me we should trade boys. Too bad he's gay.
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