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12:43 a.m. - 2003-03-12 I saw Alex online last night, asked her if she was coming up here this weekend, and she said no, she had to dog sit. It's not that I don't believe her, but whatever. If she really wanted to see me, she would've invited me over. I am really sick of running after girls. I want someone running after me. Ughh. I just stopped typing for ten minutes, thinking hard about myself. I miss the old me. The me who cleaned compulsively, the me that ran daily. I feel like this lazy blob, someone who spends waaaaay too much time in Yahoo! Chat, eats too much chocolate and takes too much Excedrin. It's weird, but this room being messy is like a metaphor for my life. Bear with me, I'm going somewhere with this. This room has been in chaos since I've been in chaos. Rebirth sucks.
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