PSYCHO BABBLE
Friday 100998,0500pmHST

Tired. I spent two hours last night on a play review that was due today. At about 3AM I suddenly realized that I forgot to read "Death of a Salesman "and do the lighting worksheet. FUCK. Do you know how fucking long that play is? I read 4 pages(of over 20) and bullshit thru the worksheet. I got to bed at 5am. Woke up late at 9am (class starts at 930 and I live about 20 miles from UH). Rushed into class expecting for Kat to be in there already. No. She comes in about 10 minutes later with a hangover. Fucking funny.

Had to work. The dining room people suck weiners and hairy balls.

Got home.....Sleepy.

I don't expect you to understand. Summer 2000 is too fucking far away. I need a social life. Kip is having a party tonite. I should go and drink but I fucking work at 6a tmmr. I want to sleep but if I sleep now I won't be able to sleep tonight and I need to be up by 5a.

The sis, cutie and Haydee are going to hang out in Manhattan tomorrow. I hope those east coast bastards get mugged. No actually, getting mugged would be kinda cool. Just as long as I have just 5 bucks and the mugger doesn't hurt me.

Hate. I hate them all.

Real the Soul Girl's journal. I hate those kind of people.

It's raining. Its the bright spot of the day. I love the rain. Today's picture is my heaven....if only the WTC was on this street.

You know I get horny when I have my period. That is so fucking weird. But there's no way in hell I'm letting the boy do me during the crimson tide. I know some bastards that like that shit. Sickos.

I wonder sometimes if I'm a lesbian. Wonder why? Ask.

Must stay awake. Must not sleep....yet.

Today's entry pretty much sucks.

Spunker has this nemesis article that has a cool quote at the end. Something about fisting some mothers butthole so deep there's shit on your underarms. That my dears is fucking funny.

 

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