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i'm a little on the blah side lately. ready to rip any and everybody to shreds. i'm going to seneca's homecoming tonight with devon. something tells me i'll be bored to death. and alone. i hate devon's friends...
my brother's a jackass. he got his license suspended and now i am forced to drive him around. he's afraid i'll hurt his precious car. and i've only been in an almost accident situation once... where i drifted while changing a radio station into oncoming traffic. so... could have died... but i pulled back in with time to spare.
had a bad week. arguments, psycho brothers, my sister being a user and a jerk... the highlight? it's friday? nope. i technically have a car... but i can't drive to the game. and i can't drive anywhere on my own...
so much for the highlights.
i still feel like i serve no purpose. i can't. i adore everyone, but too many people take me seriously. and too many people take offense at my speech. listen carefully: i trod on everyone's feelings. i'm a cruel, sado-masochistic bitch who needs a fucking outlet for anger. i thought everyone figured that out by now.
anyway... am tired, bored and slightly hungry. i need a day off from myself. classes all today... blah.
dani!!! on the first, if you want to hang out with me, meet me at the sac building and call 6094411. i have breaks at 11, and 2. if i can, i will hang out. and if you really want, you can shadow me and follow me around campus. big campus, no one really cares. miss you loads and you deserve a letter. it'll be in the mail soon. promise.
alright. going now. love and joy to those deserving...
[EDIT] Um... i just re-read all my stuff from the beginning of this school year. and though it seems like i cut an awful lot, i've only missed 4 days of french, and that's because i was late. he counts all lates as absences, so why go? i just adore being accused of wrongdoing. and i've missed a day of gen 101, which is allowed. so, really, i'm good. makes me feel real good to know that no one can do anything but accuse me of being immature and bitchy.
my brother's a jackass. he got his license suspended and now i am forced to drive him around. he's afraid i'll hurt his precious car. and i've only been in an almost accident situation once... where i drifted while changing a radio station into oncoming traffic. so... could have died... but i pulled back in with time to spare.
had a bad week. arguments, psycho brothers, my sister being a user and a jerk... the highlight? it's friday? nope. i technically have a car... but i can't drive to the game. and i can't drive anywhere on my own...
so much for the highlights.
i still feel like i serve no purpose. i can't. i adore everyone, but too many people take me seriously. and too many people take offense at my speech. listen carefully: i trod on everyone's feelings. i'm a cruel, sado-masochistic bitch who needs a fucking outlet for anger. i thought everyone figured that out by now.
anyway... am tired, bored and slightly hungry. i need a day off from myself. classes all today... blah.
dani!!! on the first, if you want to hang out with me, meet me at the sac building and call 6094411. i have breaks at 11, and 2. if i can, i will hang out. and if you really want, you can shadow me and follow me around campus. big campus, no one really cares. miss you loads and you deserve a letter. it'll be in the mail soon. promise.
alright. going now. love and joy to those deserving...
[EDIT] Um... i just re-read all my stuff from the beginning of this school year. and though it seems like i cut an awful lot, i've only missed 4 days of french, and that's because i was late. he counts all lates as absences, so why go? i just adore being accused of wrongdoing. and i've missed a day of gen 101, which is allowed. so, really, i'm good. makes me feel real good to know that no one can do anything but accuse me of being immature and bitchy.
