Eh

It's been a long time since I wrote a blog on this. My life has not really changed. Still same depressed shit. It's cool. I'm tired. I'm currently watching SNL. I am cold.

I remember where that song was from now. It was what made me...

There's no chance anyone will be like you in this world.

Halloween.

Today is ...

It's going to be a long time.

"I'm a fucking mess."

So am I. I'm up. I just want to sleep, but I'm up, blogging.

Shit.

I'm sorry. I've been feeling like shit lately. I haven't been feeling like posting an entry. I just want to curl up into a ball and cry. Haha. What can we do?

One post everyday

This is my attempt of trying to write a post everyday. How long will this last?

Currently listening to Tegan and Sara's new album. It's good. I like it.

So much for a interesting and lively post. Haha.

The Ha Has

Awkwardness is just so cute. I've been feeling a little down these past days...
"Why does Snoop Dogg carry an umbrella?" Fo Drizzle."
You're so cute.
This doesn't make me sound like I have problems...

It's just that you don't know it yet.

This may be nasty and involve Channing Tatum. But I want to watch it.

Nose.

Even if it may have happened not long ago. I don't know what I'm saying. I mean that nostalgia gives me something to talk about. "Do you remember when..."

I really don't know what I'm doing with my life. It's been so...stressful? Stressful is not really a good word to use, but it's 4am. That's my excuse.

Can't wait for the 300th day.

It feels so late..
Susan's laying on the bed, reading Seventeen.
Two sisters on the phone.
Mama sleeps.
Me?

Nothing.

Haha. Won my first golf game. It feels good. I should get started on my essay, but I probably won't.

Relationships are hard.





P.S. So Sorry For a Boring Blog.

And all of you that secretly know this blog and like to lie about knowing it, May you stay disappointed.

I love Devon Aoki. She can call me anytime any day.

Rural Alberta Advantage - In the Summertime

Dying is Fine.

I'm feeling okay.

I never understood why I'm still here.

Currently working....


That's a lie.

I'm stressed about everything.
I'm not feeling life right now at all.

I'm not going to go cry myself to sleep.

Slept like at 11PM or 10PM. Woke up at 4AM.
It's crazy what the world does to you.

I should go put my book in my backpack.
I should go get a drink of water.
I should put on some pants.
I should go to bed.

I should know where I'm going with this.

I should know.

You never know what depressing is until you meet me.

Reunions

Yesterday, I look as people hugging as if they haven't seen each others in 50 years. This was it. They haven't seen each other for the last 50 years. I see as they eat and laugh, but there was this one man that was alone. It made me wonder that if I had my 50th reunion, would I be alone? Or would I be the one not coming? I wonder why I couldn't bring myself to ask, would I be the enjoying this dinner with some old friends? I couldn't picture myself as one of those people. The happy ones. The ones that brought their kids and grandkids to the dinner. This made me slightly depressed.

The moon yesterday was beautiful. Today's will be even better!

I have a headache.

I think I'm a romantic...
Ew.

I feel as if I'm going to find a way to kill every relationship in my life.

De

Today was depressing..

The golf course was next to a mental institution.
The homes, the swings, the benches. All of it depressed me.

And then, I see a woman crying in her car when I was people watchin'..

Great,.

Golf was shit...

An urge is a bitch.

Teasers

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE TWINS..

I shivered. My teeth chattered. My hand rapidly shook.
The weather today was great.

I take words seriously. I fucking hate it.

You really got a hold on me.

I really love you guys.

My CD player is about to run out of batteries. It's okay. I have replacements.

How do we really know?

How do we know one another feelings?

When we realize that they don't, you're facing something call reality.

When reality hits, it will bite you. Hard.

Yes, We're Going Back to that Stage.

Aha. IT'S ALL BULLSHIT. EVERYTHING WE HEAR IS ALL SHIT.

THE THING THAT LIES UNDER THE SOLE OF YOUR SHOE IS SHIT.
THE WORDS MUTTER, THE WORDS SHOUT IS SHIT.
THE ACTIONS ARE SHIT.
THE WARM FEELING YOU GET INSIDE= SHIT.
THE SECRETS ARE SHIT.

YOU, YOURSELF, THING. YOU ARE SHIT.

MORE LIKE FUCKING
RELATIONSHITS.




YES. I'M USING CAPLOCKS TO MAKE YOU REALIZE THAT THIS POST IS TOTAL SHIT.

Summer Corps

I LOVE SUMMER CORPS.
I LOVE SPRING ROLLS.
I LOVE EDISON.


Just got home from the meeting. Bloated. Surprisingly, I created a friend by being my awkward self. I'm so glad I went to the meeting and can't wait for this Saturday.

It's weird being happy. It's such a warm feeling.

I'M BEING FUCKING DISGUSTING AND I LOVE IT.

Perfect Song to Sleep to

After Hours - The Velvet Underground

I'd go to Amsterdam.

Did you guys know that it averages 21 days to develop a habit?

Amazing.

"Delphine"

This is my French nickname. Why I chose it?
Easy to remember. Easy to laugh.


The girl next to me is cute, but so fucking weird.

This is how I lure them into bed.

The first day of school...
Two words.
Mean Girls.
Everything reminded me of it. The people.
This entertained me for the whole day.
Oh, and I lost my textbook.

Whores, Hos, Sluts

First day of school tomorrow.
I honestly don't want to attend.
Fuck Life.

I hate how people are so alike.

Time

The UK is 8 hours ahead of us.

Honest to God

I hate life.

Spit. Spit.

AAHH. Volunteer work was fun. It was pretty vacant. Painting a house for a family is pretty heartwarming even if I didn't do shit. Got a free shirt and food. Dumbass Dinah is laughing right now of her journal... Am I writing about her? Yes.
Guess I'm sleeping on the couch tonight...

I honestly should get a hobby.
Britney just came on. Depressing shit.


Life is still damn depressing.

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Volunteer work this weekend. This should be interesting.

An Era of Blogging.

Yeah. You can see quitting didn't work out..
It actually never worked out. I actually have a secret blog..

Ahh. Life.