You remember what Sandra Bullock said in ''Practical Magic'' when she was staring out the window,looking at the moon?About love?Well...yeah,that.

Yuk yuk yuk.A lizard crawled out of my shoe and onto my haaaaaaaaaaand

I really want to know why some prople feel the need to smother you completely even when they don't know you that well...Some room please!!!I need room to breathe for heaven's sake...

And now somehow I managed to find myself in the unfortunate position of not being OK again.Is it safe to walk out the door? I hear you ask....No,not really

Emily will find a better place to fall asleep She belongs to fairytales that i could never be... I love that lyric.Anyway...I'm ok.I'm O-K.And it's been a while since i've been able to say that so..yeah,i'm ok

OK.Thats it.I give up.Just me myself and I from now on.

I'm just about ready to give up.Yes I am.I am sick of cleaning up other people's mistakes,I'm sick of cleaning up MY mistakes,I'm actually sick off cleaning up myself.Up off the floor,that is.I would jst like to lay there in a heap and get up when I FEEL like getting up.I do not like being dragged back up when I have not put myself back together again.So please please please leave me alone for a while.Please

I need a bloody jooob!I'm absolutely broke and no one will hire without work experience.I can't get that cos nobody will hire me...

You know I shouldn't but sometimes I could almost beat myself up...Why is it that everytime a great opportunity comes up...I go and shit all over it?And it's not like I'll get many of these opportunities..After a few tries "people" will start to give up.For once I'd like to just do what I feel...

It's hot.Very hot.I'm melting as we speak.Stupid weather...I mean,sweating even when you're not doing anything is ridiculous.And-lucky me-I've got about 2 and a half months of this "glorious" weather left.Plus the long hair that makes me sweat even when it's tied back.And working in a shop with no air conditioning is a nightmare.Not even a little fan.