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And life goes...

I ended up not going. I made myself sick from everything that's been going on, and if I manage to get myself sick, something is wrong. I never get sick. I spent half my night last night trying to get packed and the other half in the bathroom crying and throwing up. I guess my body just couldn't handle me anymore. Mom came up before she left and we talked about it. I cried and she cried. I asked her to go to bats day for me and she said she would go to the pre-bats day thing, since the actual bats day is on a sunday. She also said she would bring me back some stuff from the trip. I just feel so horrible not being able to go. It's like I half wanted to go, half not, and my body just decided for me that I wasn't.

Layton bought me RE yesterday. Right now it's annoying. I can't get past the very beginning-most first part. Oh, and really cheezy cinimatics. It's ok though. I called layton earlier to tell him that I wouldn't be going and he was just an asshole over it. I'm not dealing with him very well of late so I ended up hanging up on him. I don't want to deal with anything right now. I just want to sit up in my room and cry. My fucking solution to everything it seems. Cry. And drink. I'm pathetic.

Our house smells like old coffee and cigarettes. I burnt popcorn yesterday. Totally fried it. I stuck it in the microwave, got a call from layton, walked out of the room and forgot about it. When I came back it was so over done that when I looked at it, dumped it in a bowl to poke it, half of it was one big black ball. Like sugar coated stuff does when you burn it, but there was no sugar. It was just bad and another strike to my day.

I think I'm gonna go have a drink or two and go kill something. I need new headphones. I guess the next 5 goes for them. Don't fucking care.


All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, Worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, Going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, No expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, No tomorrow