Vivica (saving_myself) wrote, @ 2004-03-12 09:10:00

today:
i look like hell. i feel like hell. everybody who went in the water yesterday is sick, because they took us to a wtaer park in the middle of fucking winter. and they had NO hairdryers or anything, besides that is was WAY TOO over-chlorinated.


im trying to get my grades up. this weekend, i'll make everything up. even though i feel like shit, i'll have to get up and do my work.


i feel like such a teenager now... lately. i have so many of these little "crushes" thats its annoying. i want a solid fucking relationship, and i cant get one.
truthfully, above anyone else, i think i migth want to be with anthony. i want to know him more... learn more about him. he doesnt.. understand me, though. so i doubt it would work out.


i read the blink 182 song in bre's journal. i fucking love thier new stuff. that song makes me want to cry.


i wish i was better to you guys. im sorry.

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