There are a number of things I am disliking at the moment: Rachel's (seemingly) superficial obsession with Bright Eyes. The way the word 'wits' looks so much like the word 'wrists'. The fact that I don't get good grades anymore My lack of writing ability Ross's hair cut. My grandparents' constant presence. My unimaginative mind. The fact that I used the word 'my' three times without meaning to (Well, 4 now). When people don't put plenty of paragraphs and spaces into their writing. The words seem to run into eachother like bumper cars without that annoying skidding noise. I am very tired of my life, not depressed, upset, sleepy, or stressed (At least, at the moment), just tired. Got change? I'll let you get the best of me, because there's nothing else that I do well I'll be the giver and you'll be the taker I guess that's how this one's gonna go