July 29, 2002
12:11 AM ()
standing on the edge of morning..
So, I've been working a lot lately, yes. I'm finally allowed to use the car again, it's much better. I feel like such a child here, I guess it's because I kind of am, but I've got one more year of feeling as I'm supposed to and then I'm off to pursue my whateverthefuck's I want to do. I have such a writers block, I apologize for the lack of updating, I guess. I just have nothing to say anymore, I've seriously got nothing. I don't find anything too interesting lately, I wish I could find something or someone that would inspire me again. I will, soon enough, I will.
I'm keeping myself from contact with that sky of yours,
It's become apparent that I'm your favorite disposable product sold in stores.
Hiding away and singing myself to sleep at night.
I'm sick of dreaming. I'm sick of screaming.
I'm sick of thinking about you.July 22, 2002
11:37 PM ()
so there was a bit of a scare, but things are okay now, i shall ramble on about nothing in particular now.
i'm watching a movie, barely. i was waiting for a phone call but it never really happened, but this is okay. i don't have much to say anymore, this is uncomforting. i'll write later. July 11, 2002
4:58 PM ()
nolongerjobless.
yeah, the past three days i've exhausted myself with work. it's okay though, i like being there, i like the people. they're fun. except one girl, but she just got fired today. her second shift. haha. it's my third day and i've already worked 18 hours. cool. money money. okay. mary rules. July 07, 2002
3:23 PM ()
i feel so fake right now, ugh.
I don't feel like making my font smaller at the moment, it's too much work. Anyway, I'm again seeking for change. Big change. I need to find something... but I can't sit around and wait for it or it's not going to fucking happen. I need to throw myself in a trash can or something, something new's bound to happen that way. Hell, I'll be throwing myself in a trash can, that's pretty fuckin' new, if you ask me. But, I won't do it. Because... that's just me. Sigh.
No one's home right now, Ontario wise.
I'm gonna go find me a... nevermind. The phones ringing. Maybe it's my long lost love... nope, it's Heather. Haha. July 04, 2002
8:44 AM ()
This, right here... it really sucks. July 03, 2002
4:24 PM ()
speak so slightly...
there was a fire. it was weird.
i'm tired lately. i'm running out of things to say lately.
i need something to happen.
something different.
something totally different.
and i need it to last a while. not just for a split second.
buh.
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