Christine (rockerweenie) wrote, @ 2003-11-02 11:53:00

hot.
It's hot in my room.
It's smelly in the hallway.
It's hot in the laundry room.
Conclusion... College sucks.

Now, it's been quite some time I see. I perfer my bolt journal for some reason. No one reads it. No one reads this. Heh. It's as if I have a private journal online. That's amazing. Nothing is really private in this world, especially online.

I went home for the weekend. I decided yesterday I wanted to come back to school. I can't stand being at home for long. I always tell my mother and Louis that I want to go "home" when I'm at the house. Of course, I am refering to coming back to school. No one to tell me what to do here. I like that much.

I was talking with myself last night. There is nothing new there. I'll admit, that's odd, but oh well. Dreaming is what I do best, therefore, I dream. I was talking to myself about my dreams. About what I wanted and blah... who cares.

I was talking to Dan last eve as well. I told him how I felt. How I had nothing going for me. I'm not good at music or art, I can't write... I'm not attractive... etc, etc. He said he felt the same way. Then, he assured me that someday love will find me and everything will fall into place.

Wouldn't it be nice to have thoughts of my own?

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