Same story, different day
Today was really tiring.
I got out of bed after practically no sleep at all and had to go to the same class with the same bunch of blathering idiots.
Last night I had to do laundry until midnight because my explosive flatulence from Saturday's bad sushi stained all my clothes.
I'm pissed off. Early this morning some pervert stole all my panties off the washline. Today *had* to be the day a salaryman groped me on the train while I was wearing a skirt, didn't it?
I feel sad, because Erin and Rachel are complete bitches. They told everyone I have an STD, just because I slept with both of their boyfriends on Saturday night.
I've been thinking about it a little more and I want to tell the world that I'm gay. But you know that. Right?
I am tired of all the publicity for my site from Google porn searches. After today, there will be no more weblog. I'm through.
I want to say thanks to the world for absolutely fucking nothing! You all suck. I feel so alone, no one ever reads this journal, or even comments to let me know that I'm not suffering alone. It's cold here, and I want to die, but I cannot figure out how many of you to take with me when I go.
I went to see a doctor yesterday, and he said that my heart will explode and I have bipolar disorder, which makes me different enough to be interesting, but the same as all the other cool people with bipolar disorder.
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with this thought - sharing your life with strangers on the internet is the cheapest form of therapy available. Leave a comment and tell me I'm beautiful.
Oh, and P.S.:
You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you next week's lottery numbers.
I believe everything I read on the internet. How about you?
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