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|featherboarder007 (profile) wrote, |
on 3-31-2005 at 9:41pm
|Current mood: drained
Music: rage against the machine - killing in the name of
|well i never write in this thing and i think i've had it for about 4 months now and have about 3 entries. I guess the reason i don't write in this is because i never really have anything i want to disclose to other people...especially random strangers that i don't even know. Well I'm going to vent and if you don't care about my life I suggest you move on to the journal of the next person on your list because I'm sure they are full of woeful stories to tell and probably want your pity. I bored out of my mind right now and have ABSOLUTELY no life what-so-ever as all my friends are out having fun together and i am sitting in howard fucking shitty city on my ass because i live 293847 miles away from civilization. My cat has become my only companion in life and is the only friend I have that I can tell my problems too and not have to listen to a rebuttle of his own problems as well. I'm sick and tired of school and all the people in it because they all piss me off and every day I go to school I have to put that big fucking grin on my face and act like i like everybody so that i don't get bitched out or get my ass kicked. U wouldn't believe some of the shit I'd LOVE LOVE LOVE to tell people. Fucking asinine jerks. There is so much SHIT to deal with all the TIME and my life is going crazy with all the traveling I have been doing lately and my grades and social life are going down the crapper. I'm sick of having to be fucking happy and I'm sick of having to be fucking depressed. Isn't there a happy medium? I think I'm going to buy a turtle. I like turtles. My sister is home from Spain and when she saves up enough money she is moving back to Italy. I read her journal because I'm pathetic like that....and it said she can't stand to be back in this shithole. I don't blame her, but I think that she's running from her past and her problems by going to the other side of the world. I wish I had the luxury of running away from my problems. I wish everything would just go away. I always try to suck people into my life and when I finally get them in I just want them to GET THE FUCK OUT. this actually feels pretty good. maybe i'll start writing in this more often.~|
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Your entry reminds me of spiral macaroni and cheese. Not the content, just the font.