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I'm such a fucking kid.
Friday, Jul. 19, 2002 00:38

I am wicked tired. And I have a headache. In fact, I just signed off of AIM and I was just going to go to bed, but I had some things that were floating around.

Firstly: I want someone to sacrifice something for me. There isn't a day that goes by where I don't make at least two (or so) sacrifices for other people. (this isn't unprovoked, but being specific isn't a good idea)

Second: I am living in a fantasy world where certain things are concerned. I'm sort of under the impression that I'm a heck of a lot more special than I really am and that sort of bit me today.

Third: I get really angry about really petty things. And then I act really stupid about them.

Fourth: I don't like sharing attention when I don't think I'm going to have to share attention.

Fifth: I cannot STAND it when something I do goes unappreciated. I wouldn't make a good Good Samaritan.

Sixth: I get very angry and sad when people that are supposed to adore me don't act like they are adoring me.

Seventh: I'm naive as shit.

Eighth: Bravenet blows.

Nineth: *insert name here* fucking @$*#76s *insert name here* the same as me.

Tenth: I hate working all nights. Foo!

Eleventh: I need to rent some movies. Too bad I never have a day off on which to watch them. I'm thinking that I"m going to take next Friday off. I have monday (going to jimmy eat world patio, old port and beach with Tiff and Serena) and Friday. My parents will still be gone, so I'll probably be better off staying home and appreciating it.

I barely even remember what I was so emotionally charged about. Yeah. I'm pathetic.

Erg! I wish I would fucking grow up.