i don't think i hate people who can write better than i can. i'm not going to any more classes. i don't ever want to go to class again. this is high school all over again. i'd like to venture over to shorts right now & fall down. blinking is such a nice thing.
this girl emailed me today. nice. i'm glad she did.. i wanted to talk to her. i didn't write to him today. i should have. i've been writing lame-ass emails lately. ugh. "god," as cam would say, "the things i want." i miss him, cam. why don't i write him? for the love of god. "you really are lazy with relationships." </dwindle>
erin's asleep. that was fast. :) she's a good roommate if there could ever be one for me. i feel bad. fell bad.. she took some serious nyquil last night. rather entertaining since she knew she was punchy & couldn't do a thing about it. <grin> it was funny. i should have asked her for money. oh, well.
when the hell did i write this? hah. i already know it won't be up for more than twenty seconds.. sorry, kids. visit the nice archives page. archives are your friends.
come on, virginia, show me a sign. the sinners have more fun. only the good..
