what a day

My tea’s gone cold
I’m wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can’t see at all
And even if I could it’d all be gray
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it’s not so bad
It’s not so bad

I drank too much last night
Got bills to pay
My head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there’ll be hell today
I’m late for work again
And even if I’m there they’ll all imply
That I might not last the day
And then you call me
And it’s not so bad
It’s not so bad

Life goes on. I value the people that I have. A thank you firstly goes out to the Roses. You made me feel a lot better, and happier and worthy and good shit like that. And then Mr. Eeyom just decided to finish the job, and now I is all fixed. Fanks. 🙂

I have to go write a paper now. Why am I writing in my FOD so much lately? Maybe it’s because I have so much to say. Or maybe it’s just because I don’t want to do my goddamn paper. Yeah, thats more likely. *nods and grins*