Holy fucking damn. I am so tired. Like my body aches. My eyes ache. I just wanna lay in my bed with my eyes closed. God i'm tired. I couldn't sleep last night, half because i was sober, and half because there was this damn ticking sound coming out of my radiator. And i tried to call Brian so he would bore me to sleep but his line was busy (i'm kidding brian) and so i went on the internet for a bit. Chatted with good ol goat. I have to give a big shout out to Goat. He worries about me. Its unneccessary worring but it's welcome. I went to school from 10-30 till 12:20, walked down the ave, went to work from 1- 8 and its 7:42 now. And work was soo busy tonight. This is the first time i've had to sit down and enjoy the quietness. And the phone rang off the hook from Holly and Carolyn and people obsessed with pumpkin pie begging me to set some aside for them. Anyways, i'm tired, but i'm going out drinking. And then I work again tomorrow morning. And i'm guessing i'll be tired then too. Its a cycle really. I can't wait for my statistics test back. I studied so damn hard.

Everything is so day-to-day here. Whats new Sarah? School. Homework. School and more fucking homework. What did you do last night? Same damn thing i do every night. Same people I see every day. And I love seeing the people I see everyday. Thats why I see them. But I wanna walk out of my front doorstep and see something different. I don't wanna be able to drive up and down my street with my eyes closed and still pull into my drive way without hitting the trees. Ya know. Its hard to fucking leave. Jeff leaving scared the shit outta me. How can I leave everyone, if i can hardly stand only 1 person leaving me? Its the waiting that kills me.

Oh Sarah, Be Quiet.

This plane is definatly crashing.
This boat is obviously sinking.
This building is totally burning down.
And I And I And I And I And I And I
And my heart is slowly drying Up.

Today is a horrible fucking day. The worst day ever. We're so sorry, we'll miss you.

I wanna go to the drive in. Yeah. The drive in. It was so awesome this summer. I had some good times. I should have went more often. I went a few times though, and they were good times. I don't know what I like about it exactly. Its just cool. I wanna drink and go to the drive in. I'm usually driving though. Next summer, you fucking non-driving bums are taking me to the drive in drunk. I don't care if you have to carry me there in a big red wagon.

I totally love the swollen members. They got funk.


I got nothing. Nothing exciting here.