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WTF? VS FTW!

yikers. is this gonna be a "procrastination" entry? about how i havent been going to meetings or writing not so many things that i should be writing, like dear diary and grad school and poems and stop smiling fiction piece? uuuuggggghhhh its not gonna be that at all.

it's fun because i decided to (i know) start attending my GT sessions again. or not so much like i decided, more like it just kinda happened. like before i knew it i was back in the plastic chair sitting in a semi circle talking about 'stuff'. oh man its so addictive. its like when you get a cut and it hurts but it's still fun to watch the blood come out. oh well whatever nevermind.

anyway, i feel like skipping town and skipping rocks and skipping records. all in that order. i wish i had a car, a book on tape, a really big pocket that i could fit you in. but who needs pockets when there's no one even sitting in shotgun? dur.

i feel like it's shitty pathetic and sad how repetitive my life is, how every fucking diary entry seems exactly the same, and i hate saying but i feel BORED and that's really super sad because i dont even know i beleive in boredom. and i dont even kow if i spelt beleive right like wtf i dont even know how to spell anymore!

the winter walls of the city are starting to grow around me. i cant let them climb over me this time. but its not like i'm depressed or anything.

i guess im just getting a little scared, which is the opposite of how i wanna feel about life and everything else. its time like these when drinking sounds reallllly easy and realllly good.

5:33 p.m. - 2004-10-23

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