|Current mood:|| annoyed|
|Current music:||The Get Up Kids- Dont Hate Me|
Rawr. Brice is studying and I can not not not sleep. Stupid bad thoughts, always creeping up on you when youre alone. It is 2:03am. His neighbors are insisting on having a screaming match. Oh how I hate them. It always makes me so nervous when I can hear them fighting, Im always scared he is going to start beating on her. They sound so fucking violent. I know I couldnt take someone yelling at me like that. stupid people. Could at least fight during the day...I guess they probably do. *sigh*
I am going to go downtown tomorrow and try to get an interview at the den or quiznos. I really need another job. I really fucking hate barely making it from paycheck to paycheck. Last pay period I had eight dollars left for groceries. Eight fucking dollars for two weeks of food. How pathetic is that. It shouldnt be so bad once I get my security deposit paid. Bastard landlord. Giving him every cent I earn. Just take it all. I dont need to eat anyway.
there are these people down the street who let off fireworks EVERY GOD DAMNED NIGHT. Seriously, there could be a foot of snow outside and they would be out there at 3 am, setting off bottle rockets. I really dont understand people. Not at all.
here they go again.