You people rock, you know that? The mind bends and twists and can only go so far until it snaps. I've been at the limit for about 8 weeks now. Thank you. You people are amazing. Movies Friday? I think so. Downtown Manhattan Saturday? I love my family.
That's why. It's raining tonight. But she's not worth the waste. Nothing is worth the pain and anguish. Twenty thorns in the side, I rather a knife in the back, or one through the throat. When you're the reason the sun doesn't shine on my life.
Last night was much more of a treat than what today would bring. Sure, tons of fun at Kerianne's today. Other frequent albiet minor details? Sour, bitter, stinging. Not one of the best birthdays in the world. But ode to being spontaneous. It's fun! I wish I stood at better terms with at least four of my friends at the moment. Holy crap, when is this drama train going to stop? Funny thing is, this time I'm not causing ANY of it. This is absolutely crazy. This is absolutely INSANE. It's my birthday, and I don't have time for silly drama. I want to just lock myself in a dark room, and not talk to anyone until next year. Can anyone, just someone, help me?! I NEED TO VENT DESPERATELY.
There's a song. It says sunny, with a high of 73. I wanna go there. The forecast next week, DISMAL WITH A CHANCE OF FALLING ICICLES. Chyeah, really. Today's a storm of freaking hail, but that's not something to post about. When you bite the hand that feeds you, bite it until it bleeds, it still slaps you in the face.
HAHAHA, how's life? Next question. -That's what I normally would have said. But last night, you see, I got a funny IM. Not funny asin laughs. Funny as in it sorta tickles you inside. Why dwell in the past? I wanna live in the future baby. ☺
The fiasco tonight? I'm sorry to those that affected, and most dearly sorry to Meghan. Though I do not believe it's all my fault, I'm sincerely sorry. I feel like crap about that. But that talk? I don't, and will not feel or show any remorse over it. No regrets. None. Let it be known. You and I need to talk, and we need to talk now. If I go on any longer, I'll say something I'll regret. So let's call it a night from hell, shall we? And, let's get real people. I don't know where you got the idea I only talked to her to get some time alone with her or her away from Chris or whatever, and I see why you think it, but you're dead wrong. Our talks had nothing to do with that. The way the night was going, I'd only talk if I absolutely had to. Why would I want to talk otherwise?
Today is off to the worst start in a very long time. No, it actually has nothing to do with the midterms. Honestly, if we took midterms today, I think I'd flunk almost all of them. My mind is somewhere else right now. I'm sick of people today. WHY CAN'T I JUST MOVE TO AUSTRALIA ALREADY?! This'll probably get to the person that it's about, and she'll probably get upset, but I can't do anything about that. Just know, this is me venting. Nothing against you. And it's not all about you. So I guess Michelle was right. Since 12/15 every day has been hell. Every day except for two. Doesn't it suck that I can pick them out? You know what else sucks? When they won't accept a change in you, and speak against who you want to change and be, with with someone else, entirely new rules apply. That's not right. Hell, it's almost unforgivable.
Well people, I don't have much time, but I am still alive and well. Chiara are planning to move to Australia, she'll probably bring John Kolesar with her. (Do I get to bring someone, Chiara? =]) I have a new music wiggy diggy, as you see there. It plays shuffle out of 10 really good songs. You can pause it if you want, meanie.
Well my uncle is in Germany. He sent me an email, timed 4:38AM. I'm thinking, wow, he's a loser, he has no life. Nah, it was 10:38AM in Germany. But he sent these pictures.
That's a view from the top of a Cathedral over Munich. Nice, huh? That guys my uncle aka brother. By the way, Jess, he says hi.
That's the inside of a mug he was drinking from. Without exaggeration, he says it was the size of his head.
Nice, huh?
Chiara, I'm still thinking Aussies, but think we can make a pit stop in Munich? =]
