2004-03-05 - 9:46 p.m.
I have things to write about. Juat no desire to write about them. Things are different yet,they are the same. I sometimes wish that there were a way to make things different. Maybe a pill or something. Maybe your own magical fairy to come along & whisk you away. i daydream about thst a lot. I am just another young girl longing to live a life that doesn't belong to her. I have an idea as to what type of life I'd like to live just too much of a pussy to live it.Maybe not. I think I'm getting a little old. A little old to be a dreamer.In my 21st year I've decided to revert & get back in touch with the simpler things. Ha! Psych! Well,not really..I'm just going to take things as they come. Jason rocks my socks. I can't wait until he comes home. I'm gonna rock his socks. Anywho looks like I'll be off. I'm at Brooke's right now. I'm sick of writing about life.
It's time to go live it.
One Love.
