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.