I just wrote out this lengthy post about all my feelings and fears and it all just disappeared except for the first paragraph. Coincidence?
It's three twenty-two a.m. in this desolate place. Where the hell am I? Is this what they call purgatory? No, I'm pretty sure this is just my kitchen, and I'm just facing reality.
- Location:kitchen
- Mood:
curious
So I haven't been to LiveJournal in a very, very long time. I don't know. This place just lost it's flair to me. I don't know what it had to begin with.. Maybe it was just being able to relieve myself in some fourteen year old girl fashion. Ha. Isn't that what we all sound like on here?
Well, this is how my life has been going.
I'm eighteen and I work forty hours a week.
I work overnights at that.
I'm terrified to go to college,.. to some really good college.
At least I don't have to take Calc.. damn. ha.
Anyway, it's kind of useless writing in here anyway,.. no one is going to respond.
I think I should revamp.
What do you think, Mr.Wall?
Well, this is how my life has been going.
I'm eighteen and I work forty hours a week.
I work overnights at that.
I'm terrified to go to college,.. to some really good college.
At least I don't have to take Calc.. damn. ha.
Anyway, it's kind of useless writing in here anyway,.. no one is going to respond.
I think I should revamp.
What do you think, Mr.Wall?
My Journal is friends only.
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Comment to be added.

