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2002-05-23 @ 2:44 p.m.
right now my life is a cluttered mess. I have so much shit to do and apsolutley no desire to do any of it.
I have to buy 2 dresses, one for graduation, one for senior cruise. I hate dresses.
i have to do about 10 pages of math work, and a project for intro into graphic communication - whatever the fuck that is.
I have to clean my room. and bathroom. its getting ridiculous, and even i can't live like that anymore. its pretty bad.
there are about 79 cds i have to buy. because i want them. Weezer and lauren hills new ones to be specific.
which means i have to work. saturday and sunday. in heat.
I have to graduate. which means i have to go to graduation practice.
i have graduation parties to attend. i'm not a mingler. I'll probably eat cheetos and look at the ground. not really.
I have to clean my fucking car. it is sick sick sick. you don't even know.
I have to get over he fact that yesterday doug was wearing TENNIS SHOES. like voluntarily. This is very bizzare. I wanted to ask him if he was on acid and hallucinating that he was a middle aged father of 7 - but we aren't speaking. bc if we do...he will be hostile. jump back!
But you know what? I could have been doing any number of these things as i wrote this blabbering peice of dairyland nonsense. and i'm sure none of you care. and i was bored. how you ask - when you have so much shit to do?
ehh i don't feel like it,and that says alot about who i am.
sadly.
haha