Thursday, July 19, 2001

Don't even know how I found this shit, but wtf! Nothing else to do. The rain is blowing the shit out of me. I swear I can't figure out why the rain makes my day so fucked up. I'm sitting here questioning my whole purpose in life. I never second guess my shit. I'm THE diva of all divas. My shit is for a reason, even when I don't know the reason. It'll come to me. Yet, here I am. Wondering.... pissed.... sad..well, not sad....melancholy is a better word. Thinking to myself, why the fuck did I choose this job, this major, this outfit...... Fuck it! I'm out! This rain got me fucked up.............. Peace 'till wheneva.......