I was in a Used mood! I don't care if it gives me a more cynical edge to looking at things. I'm completely SICK of listening to Yellowcard and being sad.
So what happened today?
You tell me.
WT was cool. I went in there and warmed up my comp and there was this huge hairy spider on the desktop. I was all, "What the ********. O_O" It was a trap door spider or something from the website title.
Later I found out that Brent put it on there after I told him I hated spiders a few days ago on IM. He wanted me to scream. Poor, poor Brenty. I'm not that much of a lame a**.
But besides that, and the killer running, I remember nothing. And even if I'm not listening to Yellowcard, I keep thinking. Regretting.
Shelby M. is having a hard/dramatic time, and I wish I was there so maybe I could even everything up just a little. Make her think someone was on her side through all the drama.
Apparently, Erin tried to slit her wrist with a bobby pin today, or something. That's what JoJo told me. And some people restrained her. *sigh* I don't like gossip. The truth gets distorted so much, but I don't want to ask her about it because she'd probably feel even worse..
OH! The best part about my day was when people were talking about Grace collapsing.
Me: *told them what happened*
Sam Oh: Come on. She fakin'. If she can spread her legs, she can run.
Jake: The seizures must be a reaction to her siphilus.
rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl
And I knew it was mean but I just COULDN'T STOP LAUGHING.
Time kills, makes no difference
I'm done, makes no difference
Makes no difference.
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