hello. im back. its 1:07 am and im fucking irritated from the bus ride. now im just plain pissed. ok anonymous. whatever. im NOT fighting with you over my effing diary. and if it suits you just fine. i wont say another fucking word about Berg or Frey. ill just keep shit to myself. cuz apparently you take what i say WAY to serriously. i said I FEEL like a psychiratritst. not that I AM A MOTHER FUCKING PSYCHIRATRIST. i dont want to make my fucking diary friends only. but shit. its little shits like you who wont tell me who the hell you are and get all into my personal shit that piss me the hell off. so fine. no more. ill just do what i do and leave this to me and cresten and my other friends. thats just dandy. cuz this is my diary. and i dont tell everyone in the effing world about it for a fucking reason. cuz im pretty fucked up and this is the only place i get it all out without having to tell every fuckin person in the world how messed up i am, alright? so just tell me who the fuck you are and why youre so interested in my shit with them two. or dont. but either way... you still read it. and i dont fucking belittle them. ok. fuck you. theyre two of the coolest fucking people i know. I DIDNT SAY THEY COULDNT HANDLE THEIR SHIT. i said i wished i could fucking help. stupid ass. and you just made the mother fucking point i did. DURH. the fucking group is what helps. ok? if you have a fuckin problem with me then just dont read my diary ok? whatever. anyways. the trip was alright. woulda been better if cresten had been there. certian people annoyed me more than ever. over flowery language annoys me more than ever. at one time i used to care about the types of words i used. now i kinda prefer the dirty cussing of the common crowd. oh. no. i am the common crowd, just for you fucks who are gonna make the point that im not better than anyone else. ;) im hungry more than anything. and i dig the Green Knight. i talked to him for a while and hes cool. haha. you dont know what thats about. too bad for you. i was dissappointed in the fact that we couldnt walk downtown at all much. i hate schedules and artineraires. sorry for any bad spelling, im tired. but i cant sleep. i just ... garr. have been so irritated with the fucking human race in general lately. i just want to get away. go... hide in a tree or something and eat a bagel. i mean. L was pissing me off tuesday and wed. because she can just be that way but A likes to do this thing every night that gets on me and L's nerves, and it sucks. i dunno. i hate being a taken girl with single friends cuz all they wanna do is "boy scout"... and that gets old quickly when youre happy in a relationship. its not just that its the screaming and yelling and the fact that we had to watch effing movies and keepgoinggoinggoingallthetimenoisenoisenoiseneverstop! for the entire. fucking. bus. ride. to and back. i mean. whats wrong with the quiet? sitting back and listening to your own music.. thinking.? finding something to do for yourself. blah. whatever. im so sick of niceties and flattery. and im sick of being kind to the people whose very existance piss me off. such as... AJ Soakland and Pam Sphann. god, chicago was great in the fact that i got away from everyone who fucking knows me. i cant wait to move. im sick of everyone knowing me. im sick of everyone actually giving a fuck about me and shit. just leave me the hell alone to fuck up my own life. i mean the only person i care about and want to care about me is cresten. i dont give much of a shit about everyone else. well sides, Hmmm and Hmmm and Hmmm. but yeah. and im sick of people pickin fights with me... like mom. if you dont like me or what im doing... just let me fucking be me or do it. im not gonna change for you, and as long as what im doing is not doing anything to you. fuck you. fuck off. ill do it. i mean. this trip really showed me how much i cant stand.... people. i mean... i love people. to.. help... i MEAN LISTEN TO.. *rolls eyes*... to watch... to draw.. and to just chill with. but god. there are so many people in the world that are literally ignorant. they care so much about stupid stuff... stupid stuff to me anyways. like.. what clothes they buy and how many cute boys they can see in a day... and how many hot chicks theyve banged.. and getting fucked up. is it so hard to find someone who just wants to... chill? i mean..no. thats cresten. and right now. for ever. hes all i want to be around. so here it is. my big.. FUCK YOU! to the whole world.. sincerely yours, veronica.