| Current mood: | eye em lyke sew depressed |
| Current music: | fall out boy | chicago is so two years ago |
if you were a telephone, you'd still be off the hook
so, today is valentine's day. possibly the worst holiday in all the land. why, you ask? because today was made for the sole purpose of selling cards and flowers and candy. so maybe there is some real meaning behind the holiday, but does or has anyone ever taken that into consideration? yeah.. i know.
anyway, today i stayed home as i did yesterday, and the day before that, and further back. i didn't really do anything productive at all, except maybe make my bed, shower, and get dressed. i had pizza, though. it was good, you should be jealous.
agh, man.. this entry is going nowhere. so perhaps i should talk about something that has been bothering me lately. you must be thinking, 'what is bothering her now?' and i'll tell you what. it's the fact that everyone is just "SeW DePrEsSeD LaTeLy". i mean, you look all over the place and people are writing it everywhere, coming out and saying it, or 'nonchalantly' hinting at suicide in away messages. i mean, i feel for people if they are really depressed, but you look at the people saying this sort of thing and they are extremely popular and giggling annoyingly at all times. i'm sure there are people that are popular and depressed, but there is just no way. i'm not going to drop any names here, and i'm sure anyone who reads this already knows who i'm talking about anyway, but really. certain people need to stop trying to enhance their images by complaining about everything and its mother and how hard their life is when it really isn't.
stupid hardcore punks and their depression.
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