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As promised:
None of this is true...or perhaps it is an enticing blend of fantasy and reality:
I got out of bed really late because my alarm clock has broken and I cannot afford a new one at the moment.
I feel sad, because Sarah and Britney are complete bitches. They told everyone I have an STD, just because I slept with both of their boyfriends on Saturday night.
I'm so happy. I just found out that I have been accepted into Harvard. And Yale. I don't know which to choose... oh, why is life so hard sometimes?
Last night I had to go to bed early
I want to tell the world to get fucked.
I am updating this journal for the first time in ages, because I've been in prison.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, and should stop smoking drugs.
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with this thought - sharing your life with strangers on the internet is the cheapest form of therapy available. Leave a comment and tell me I'm beautiful.
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I did buy some DVD's today. For a mere $18 I got the special ed of Texas Chainsaw Massacre, and Creepshow. I'm going to buy the Young Ones Box set as soon as Ryan feels like driving me to get it.
Just found out that Honore is staying with us until the 30th. She's swell and all, but I'm getting tired of the whole no space, no privacy thing. Maybe I just want to watch TV in my underwear and do other ghastly things...
I got out of bed really late because my alarm clock has broken and I cannot afford a new one at the moment.
I feel sad, because Sarah and Britney are complete bitches. They told everyone I have an STD, just because I slept with both of their boyfriends on Saturday night.
I'm so happy. I just found out that I have been accepted into Harvard. And Yale. I don't know which to choose... oh, why is life so hard sometimes?
Last night I had to go to bed early
I want to tell the world to get fucked.
I am updating this journal for the first time in ages, because I've been in prison.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, and should stop smoking drugs.
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with this thought - sharing your life with strangers on the internet is the cheapest form of therapy available. Leave a comment and tell me I'm beautiful.
Created with the Gregor's Semi-Automatic LiveJournal Updater™. Update your journal today!
Powered by Rum and Monkey
I did buy some DVD's today. For a mere $18 I got the special ed of Texas Chainsaw Massacre, and Creepshow. I'm going to buy the Young Ones Box set as soon as Ryan feels like driving me to get it.
Just found out that Honore is staying with us until the 30th. She's swell and all, but I'm getting tired of the whole no space, no privacy thing. Maybe I just want to watch TV in my underwear and do other ghastly things...