date: january 1, 2001
time: 9:54 p.m.
listening to: emotion sickness by silverchair
talking to: nevie and meg
feeling: i think my water's been spiked
wearing: old navy jeans and michigan state shirt
lol me and nevie will never get sick of each other... after talking for like, 3 hours on the phone, we get online and talk to one another. *snort*
LIBERTY! THIS IS OUR DESTINY! lmao. i'm on tribe fucking overload, i tell you. marathon all damn day. ahhh, that's the good stuff. *watches like a junkie* lol. i'm a loser.
let's see, i spend the new year doing NOTHING. as per usual. i'm pissy at my loser "friends", who didn't call me to do anything. not just on new year's eve, but like, THE ENTIRE BREAK. josh called me once, i think. and dawn and i went to the concert. but that's IT. i'm so damn popular. oh well. they suck anyway.
fuck me, mazzy star is so cool. too bad angela has to like her, cause angela sucks. and too bad i had to hear about her from angela. bah. i'm listening to "into dust" right now, it's on foxfire. *lick* angelina, rawr rawr.
i'm making damn cool tee shirts tomorrow night, i decided. if my mom would go BUY ME THE DAMN LETTERS like she said. hahah. i blame everything on someone else. i suck. new year's resolutions here i come! i'm thinking them up with nevie. so far i have: be a better friend, please myself before others, lose my little pouch, accept blame for things i do, and trust people i love easier. and not be so selfish.
those are good resolutions, right? oh well if they're a day late.
go to college, be a man, what's the fucking deal? it's not how old i am, it's how old i feel...
hahahah. daniel can fuck me. many, many times.