Thursday, July 27, 2006
The reality of it really bites. And it bites hardddd. Fact; I suck at my Languages. Fiction; It's all about luck. Fact; Mopping/Depression doesn't solve anything, but it sure is hard to ellude. Fiction; This is only a one-time.
I had Strawberry milk, chocolate, gummy worms, all my happy food stuffs, and tmr's Friday. Triggers only temporary happy hormones. So, it's now up to the Hot Orli (Orlando's cutesy nickname) to perk me up. Haha. Darn, just by looking at him helps a little.
I need God. And Sat seems real far away.
Just when I needed the familiar comforts near my vest, they steal away. But then, I had an early notice, your post-it, it said, "We can forget about the wait."
9:57 PM
