..Isn’t this easy?
So, today I talked to my mother today. She woke me up, I really wasn’t in the mood to talk to her.
Plus, my roommate was bitchy to me about my phone ringing, which is the most retarded thing in the world to be bitchy about.
I’ve decided, that I possibly want to write. I don’t know what or why, I just think that maybe that it is a possible career option.
I wouldn’t mind doing it.. and I think I can probably do anything I really want to.
(well, I couldn’t be like a singer or supermodel or something of that sort, but you get what I am saying.)
I just have to see if I have the determination. Which, is probably what I am lacking.
I would love to be a medical examiner, I think that would be something interesting. I don’t think anyone thinks I could do it, though.
Which is an important part.. since.. I don’t know, but it is.
I don’t know what I want to do with my life.. and I really do not have much time to decide.. since everyone is a bastard and doesn’t understand that I don’t think the way everyone else does. It’s really difficult to stress that.
Today:
Has been going fairly well, besides the whole mother waking me up thing.
I had a hot fudge sundae, which was long overdue. It’s like crack to me.
Except I’d rather have crack, to be honest.
People notes of the day:
A:OP- I still miss you. I made a thread on another site about how much I love you.
Kit: They’re mocking my love for you. x3
B:ZM- I found god.
Anitz: fucking hate you, don’t talk to me. especially when I am CLEARLY upset.
Okay, so today has been pretty good.
My dresser fell appart.. and I almost killed my roommate because she kept asking me if I needed help.
I am in love with this mash-up song (what else is new)
and I have decided that I will try my best to do one diary entry a day..
even thought my life is pretty dull and boring.. but I am doing purely for future reference.
because I enjoy reading my older entries, and if I do one a day.
I will have more to read.
(love Suraque
(idk, it’s by Taylor Swift. It’s in my 2009 top 25 mash-up song)
Yup, I know what you mean about crack…lord knows I can’t start my morning without mixing some in with my coffee and spreading some on my toast. My dad gets mad because apparently I put the ‘lid on the may jar too tight’…yeah, if thats not a dumbass thing to be mad over..
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