I got home at twelve something today.
Exams were easy.
I got an eighty-nine on my geometry exam.
For acting all we had to do was read a duet with somebody.
People tried saying Hansel was pronounced "han-zul", but it's pronounced "hon-zul".
They make me laugh. They don't realize that I know how to pronounce german names.
I haven't spoken to Kady in a while. Eh.
I feel like calling her, but I never know what she's doing.
I've texted her a bit, but she never texts me back.
I'm starting to worry about everything again.
I don't like worrying about things, but it's in my nature.
I think that I'm going to write soon.
I started my story, but I can't get farther than three paragraphs.
Piss fuck. I am tired. I'm almost done with Season Five of the L Word already.
I cleaned my room. I put on my pajamas.
I am tired of life and shit.
others become memories

Wednesday, January 20, 2010
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Without hope, the us's give up - I know you cannot live on hope alone, but without it, life is not worth living. So you, and you, and you... You gotta give em' hope... you gotta give em' hope. -Harvey Milk, Milk(2008)
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