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2003-02-21 ~ 11:23 p.m.
Listening to: Listening to: "Saaaaave tonight, fight the break of dawn, cooommmme tomorrow. Tomorrow? I'll be GONE." Bad news, guys!! SHM? Has a GIRLFRIEND. I feel like such an ass. I thought my stalking skills were amazing. You would think I would have found out about this by now. But no. Yo soy un perdedor. You know, perdedor actually means, literally, "one who loses," like the loser of a tennis match or something. So it's not really appropriate in this context. But hey, I needed something. You guys, I'm so depressed. I really thought I had a chance here but he obviously didn't even see me there. I swear this whole hunt-the-man-down thing is pointless. You put all this effort into trying to get someone to notice and like you, and instead he goes and kisses some girl in front of you in the hallway. What is that?? I guess I'm happy for him? What the fuck? No I'm NOT. The way I see it, in my own little selfish world, if I'm not happy, he sure doesn't have any right to be happy either, DAMMIT. Hm. Went a little overboard there. I'm alright. (But I still wish that his girlfriend would fall from a skyscraper and plummet 40 stories to her DEATH) 3 things helped me get through this day: Bon Jovi LIVE, TTA, and Julie. Julie is the sun and the moon and the stars. She lights up my life and fills my night with song. Look at what she wrote about me in her diary: "melissa u rock my socks and i kno there is some sexy chico out there who thinks u are FAAAABULOUS DAHLING! lol. just b/c SHM is an ass and doesn't see it yet, doesn't mean he won't. but i bet u will have a gorgeous hunk at ur every beck and call and u won't even think about SHM." See, guys? That's what I need. That is why I managed to get through the rest of the evening without curling up into the fetal position and contemplating my existence. Because, to be honest, that is exactly what I did when I got home from school. God I'm a teenager. So I'm feeling alright. No, really. I went to the optometrist today. Wheee. It wasn't so bad, I'm so used to these appointments that I remind the doctor which part is next. "Yeah, now I'm supposed to take this little paddle thing and cover my eyes and read the letters. And then you're gonna click all these little lenses in front of my eyes and ask me which ones are better. By the way, the second one is." Yeeah. That's all that happened today. Tomorrow is the dance that I was maybe-maybe-not going to go to. But now I'm glad that I'm not, because it's supposed to rain super hard and melt all the snow and make a big flood. That doesn't sound very fun. No fun at all. Yeah. Definitely getting kind of tired. I'll go now. Goodnight, D-land.
Falling Upward ~ Falling Downward
Miss Anything? i'm portable - 2005-02-16 busy making big mistakes - 2004-06-12 i'm sorry I know that's a strange way to tell you - 2004-03-21 hello darkness - 2004-03-17 another night slips away - 2004-03-15
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