feeling much better. a good night's sleep will do that to me. i woke up at 9am with some sort of an epiphany, but immediately feel asleep before i could commit it to decent memory. it had something to do with the fact that it's ok to be lonely and i should just Deal. i woke up again at 12 and wrote a little message to myself in my regular journal to stop whining and get off my ass and live a lil and, yeah. so i read for a long time and then my roommate came back and we went to get a jamba juice and then i went outside and found kjersti along the way and she went with me and today was the Perfect day, in terms of weather. I totally feel better now. Silly sun, hiding all week and coming out the day i need to stay inside and write papers.
I'm going to a play tonight with a bunch of girlies. Which is exciting. Not the play, necessarily, but having a bunch of girlies to go out with.
When I reread this in a depressed funk, i'm going ot hate myself for using the term "girlies" in a non-sarcastic manner.
Old school blink:
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it's all right to tell me what you think about me. i won't try to argue or hold it against you....your pictures are falling down. the steps that i retraced the sad look on your face the timing and structure did you hear who fucked her? a day late a buck short i'm writing to report....
and it's happened once again i turn a friend someone that understands and sees to the master plan but everybody's gone and i've been ehre for too long to face this on my own well i guess this is growing up
i'll smile and you'll wave we'll pretend it's ok the charade it won't last when he's gone i won't come back
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GODDAMMIT, IT'S HOT IN HERE
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Am I strung out crazy or not allowed....maybe you're just on crack why am i the one who gets fucked up every time