parkplace's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rush Of Apathy To The Head Listening To: Such Great Hieghts by The Postal Service Holy shit. I have no reason for writing right now, but I really, really want to. Wierd. Anyway, I feel so crazy right now. I feel so oblivious to everything. I feel glad. I don't know. The Postal Service really, really makes me feel so happy and I love it. I have to get my life back together. I am waking up late for school, not doing homework, living on this computer. I feel so ripped and torn apart. I feel like my responsiblities are thrown around everywhere and I definatly don't want to hang them up or fold them into piles and place them in their proper drawers. I know that in about a couple of days I'll be writing on how bored I am and how I need to find some excitement in my life. I will. This diary ment so much more when I first started writing in it. It still holds well, but...I dunno. Life is getting too simple. I feel so obvlivious though. And I really don't care about anything right now. 7:07 p.m. - 02-25-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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