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2009-01-11 11:48 PM Smoking his last cigerette Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: tired Read/Post Comments (2) I am cleaning the house like crazy. Because the parents are coming back tmr. My room is allowed to be the mess that I need it to be. But the house in general has to be clean.
So. Instead of sleeping like I really, really want to, I shall now proceed to mop the floor. And then the kitchen. Another reason I am such a bright spot of sunshine today: I have to work tomorrow. Specifically, I have to report by 7.15. ... I sound grumpy. Sigh. I have a lot on my mind. A lot. It feels like I'm right back where I started. Do I never learn. I guess I'm disappointed with myself. (Again, ha, what's new.) Its involuntary. The way I look away, watching everything but your eyes. I can't explain it. No energy no energy no energy. My eyelids feel heavy. Resolutions broken today 1) Be a better friend 2) Tell the truth when it matters 3) Live life "No way to know How long she will be next to me" Will garner the strength to do better tomorrow. Will find it in me. Will. Must. [Edit... at 6.16 in the morning]: For the first time in... 16 years? I can say this sentence with the utmost sincerity. I don't want to go to school. Woe is me. Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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