257 Weeks

You could be waiting for a day that won't come
Friday, September 22, 2006
FTW?

What is with everyone's parents coming this weekend? I guess that just means a homework day for me. I guess.

Meeting your mom already? I'm so scared she'll hate me. Please don't let her hate me.

Pub night was hilarious fun. I can't believe that I didn't dance most of the night away. Usually when I'm intoxicated I can't stop dancing, but I pretty much ignored the dance floor last night. That's really not like me at all.

I guess I was distracted. I do feel ADD.

Since when do people spread rumours around about me? I wasn't aware I had something that people could be jealous of. Here I am, thinking I have nothing special that anyone would ever want. How foolish I turned out to be.


martini kisses


"I'm trying to sleep away the part of the day that I can not drink away."


posted by Fucking Bingo @ 9:52 PM  
1 Comments:
  • At 7:51 PM, Blogger Fella said…

    I'm jealous that you get to call Anthony dumb and ugly and smelly in person.

     
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