Wednesday, December 21, 2005
I should be in my room.
Packing.
But no.
Im in the living room.
Chatting
Dling music.shite.
My priorities are all askew.
And im barely feeling excited about goin away for two weeks
To a place I haven’t been to in more than eight years.
Fuck. I have the worst headache
And 30 people in my kitchen does not help me get my dinner done and over with.
Mary’s having people over for realtine’s birthday
And they are all menyemakking
Not like I mind them but im having a fuckd up headache
So it isn’t all good to me right now
Im listening to beyonce’s like daddy.
The chorus is so haunting.
I love it la. Tsk.
Anyways im torn, hungry, irritated, headachey and confused.
And within hours, out of sight. Tsk.
I need to stop here.
Stop.
<3 <3 <3
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