I don't know what I hate most about this day. ...
I finished all six seasons of SATC. I ate like a pig. I watched TV after two weeks. And I slept for 3 hours.
It's now 6:30pm and I feel like punching so hard that it hurts. I don't want to go into it. I might never.
Fuck. I wish I remembered the blog address to my other blog. I'm craving to bitch about this.
Im kind of regretting not going to WEM. I really wanted to go. Damn me and my fuckdedness.
Is there a limit to how much a person can hate? Because I think I just exceeded it.
Yes, not a good day for me to go khane. I'll probably end up bitching and crying. I'm craving some chicken wings. No, I'm craving food in general.
*sigh* Time to go up and eat.
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