Typical Weekend at NU
Friday, Feb. 15, 2002 22:22

It is times like this when I wish I didn't have a diary that my friends knew about. Or at least that I had an additional one that they didn't know about. Oh well, paper journal it is for tonight. Sorry to disappoint any of you.

Tonight blows though. I can say that. I am lonely and I miss people. I have PMS bloating and cramps, my friends here are all either smoking or drinking or entertaining guests tonight. And...blah. I just feel like being with people. But I don't want to be with people who are intoxicated. And I'm SOOOOO sick of being placed below drugs and alcohol. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. If you wanna make me feel like shit, then that's what you do. Make it seem like getting a high is more important than being my friend. I guarantee that you will succeed in making me feel like shit.

Right, okay. I'm done. Nobody wants to listen to my bitterness. It just sucks to be the good kid sometimes.