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[23 Oct 2005|12:07am] |
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this weekend pretty much sucked.
there's like a million people in my room, but i don't know any of them.
the music is bad, and loud. i want it off, and i want to listen to my own shit. i'm going to try to listen to my headphones.
this is a little better. i can still hear their music though. whatever. it's not too bad.
i watched now and then today. it wasn't as good as i remembered it. oh well.
sean said "brb" like two hours ago. i called him like 3 times and he didn't answer until just now, and said he couldn't talk. i wish he would have told me he loved me before he hung up. now i want to cry. ok now i am crying. ok i'm glad my bed is in the corner where no one can see me. i hope no one comes over. they won't, they're drunk and no one cares anyway. i wish sean would just send me a text message or something.
at least i got him a ticket for the game next week. he probably won't even want to come. who would want to come see me, i'm sad and boring and yeah. oh well.
how come everyone is away from their computer right now i cant do this i cant icanticanticant i need help and no one is here i want to call someone and cry crycryand have them help me or at least try but everyone is busy having a life but me
shit sucks. get me out of here. how can i possibly last a year here? and what if i cant get into drexel, or what if i dont get enough money to go there. my parents already said if it's too expensive i can't go there. then i'll end up staying here and hating the next four years of my life.
i can't breathe anymore.
love,
laura
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[23 Oct 2005|04:30am] |
maybe
we were made
we were made for each other
is it possible
for the world to look this way forever?
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