Freaks...
01/03/2006 10:48 p.m.
I like the idea that people are freaks. The idea that no one is perfect. Puts a lot less stress on me.

As for life, it's not too shabby, but not too bright either. I haven't spoken to my "boyfriend" in weeks; the weather's been hating on my asthma; my little sister will not go to bed until 2 in the morning; my doctor keeps readjusting my allergy shots; my father hardly ever lets me drive anywhere; my mother has not ordered my textbooks for this semester yet; my mother and my brother have this ongoing feud between them; quite frankly, I'm not too sure who I can trust; and did I mention that I haven't talked to my boyfriend in weeks?? But hey, I'm still alive, so that's good. And Scrubs is coming back on tonight. And for Christmas, I received four new medical books, and I found my old pharmacopeia. And I'm still alive. Yeah.

I am not too sure what exactly my point in writing this was. Maybe the fact that I had not written in this journal for year, maybe it was bothering me.

I'm kinda scary right now. I got approximately 3 hours of sleep last night, and I messed up my lunch, so instead of mac and cheese, it was more mac than cheese. Yeah, that definitely threw me off today. What can I say?
I am currently Bothered
I am listening to Weezer (blue)-Weezer