01-13-01 Sunday

~You're better off without me.~

I just scared Goo off of ICQ. I think I was harsh. But this is getting ridiculous. James says Goo took the game. Goo says James took the game. The only things that match up in these two stories is that they both say that they told the other one NOT to take the game. Supposedly James has the game. So I prolly shouldn't have yelled at Matt. But I'm really upset about it. Seriously. I need it back. For Pete's sake! *rolls eyes* I don't care who took it. I just want it back!

~A friend in need is a friend indeed. A friend who'll tease is better.~

I was going to call someone. I've been thinking about it all day. I need to find somebody to do something with me tomorrow. It's Martin Luther King Day...no class...I don't have to work. So what in the world am I gonna do? I called Lisa. She's going to the hospital with her mom tomorrow. I know I could call Rob...he's always free. Ok, I'm gonna break here for a news flash. It really pisses me off when people talk to me on ICQ and don't say anything. Anyhow, I'm not in such a good mood right now. I was fine honestly...then I got home from work, and called Lisa. She wasn't in a good mood...and I think it rubbed off. My whole arm smells like Princess. (this nasty girls perfume we have at the store.) Tony sprayed me...so I killed him with the Pimp. So my story for today...Lisa Aimee and I went to see Save the Last Dance. It was a good movie. If there hadn't been people hollaring and making a big fuss through the whole thing it would have been better. I could have enjoyed it. If it wasn't dinner time, I'd call. My nerves are shot. Anyhow. We went to Applebees before the movies on Friday. Guess who we saw there...this guy...who comes in the store all the time. His name is Josh. Really good looking guy. Kim knows him. She'd prolly hook me up. But I'm chicken. I saw him on my way out tonight. Marcy, Adam and I were walking out of the mall, and he sped past. He drives a pretty nice car too...hmm. So anyhow, we saw him at Applebee's with some chick. She was...I don't know...not a girlfriend. I'm pretty sure of that. I mean you can tell if someone is a couple. But they weren't. And he was singing Good Charlotte. I wanted to jump him. What is freaking up with this. I didn't mention the other day in the lobby when Brad was playing guitar, he played this...ya, and said "that was Good Charlotte". I didn't know anyone listened to them. Other than Rob who got me started. It was just weird cause I said something about not knowing anyone else who listened to them...and then Sterns was like, "Oh I listen to Good Charlotte!" and I'm thinking...like I give a crap. I don't know what it is about him...he just seems very shady. Like I have room to talk right about now. I feel like a big shady bitch. But I won't speak on that.

~Pardon me while I burst into flames.~

Ugh this is just...not getting any better. And I talked to Shannon about it. She says it's not exactly my fault. Cause I can't really help it. But I wish it would all just go away. (it kinda sounds like I could be talking about an STD...but that's far...far...from what I was thinking.) I guess it'll all end the way it'll end. I'm not going to think about it. Or at least as little as possible. It's hard not to. What I'm wondering...no. Nevermind.

~Depend on no one else to give you what you want.~

I'm really tired. And I need to work on reading some of my history chapter. And maybe make a few more phone calls. I'll find someone to chill with me tomorrow if it kills me.

~you came into my heart and you were not invited~


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