Listening to: And so, this is Christmas.
4:27 a.m. and all I really want is a cup of coffee--I feel sick--I'll make one when I'm done of the internet. I can't believe I have to go to school tomorrow. Only two days of it, though, 'til vacation starts.
Christmas is so close. Thankfully, I'm ready for it, fully prepared. Actually ...I'm even a little excited. It sucks this year, though, 'cause mom & I have both decided I've changed far too much over the last year--it's just not the same.
All I do now, is work on going out and having "fun". Thing is, I end up spending way too much time and effort on myself.
I just don't care about anyone, I think that's the problem. Well, no one that cares back, anyway.
The thing is, what portions of my life HAVEN'T I slaughtered in the last couple months?
Damn near everything, as far as I can see. I've made the sweetest people hate me, and the creepy people like me. I've done more dumb things than thought humanly possible, and I don't mean slightly dumb either.
I've done so many things I should regret, the majority of people wouldn't know how to deal with what I've done, yet I can't find myself caring. I can barely formulate a sentence anymore, so I suppose it's understandable that I don't care about anything. I believe I've lost some serious brain power.
It's my fault. All of it is.
Drugs are bad.
I've been depressed, I've slummed around in self-pity, but I've also been the happiest I've ever been. Unfortunately, as soon as the happiness strikes, I mess up.
I wish I had some self control.
I wish I could make people see. Make them understand.
Maybe then I wouldn't feel like this.
MAYBE then I wouldn't wake up some days wondering why I did, wishing I didn't.
I think I'm finally gaining some though. To be able to control myself, control this mess... it'll be hard; I can't do it myself. But maybe with the help of my friends, I'll conquer.. the world. Or at least myself. :)
Merry Christmas&&happy holidays.
I know I can't wait until Christmas (: Presents (: No school (: Parents ):
This past year pretty much applies to the entry you wrote, life sucks alot doesn't it? ): But I still love you (: And as long as you don't do drugs forever, then your fine. Plently of people spend years 12-30 of their life partying, drinking, and using drugs. Your not as bad as some people are.