broken-gurl's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i'm tired of being what you want me to be I'm officially 17 today. Woo-fucking-hoo. I feel horrible about it. Like I'm just ready to slip. And there is so much that I NEED to write in here but I can't because someone will see it and aaaggghhh. In short, I made a bad decision. Well... okay... in morality it was a bad decision, but in other terms it didn't feel like a bad decision. Oooh, this is sucking. And I re-sprained my ankle, worse this time. Am on crutches now. I can't do anything right. Blechhhhhhhhhhh. So angry. Another fight with my mom yesterday, first time in awhile. I trashed my room afterwards, threw a complete hissy fit, Lori was trying to help me calm down as Dale was off on his break but it was hopeless. So I decided to just join the boys and play tag and ended up injuring myself. I am not a happy camper. People have been going out of their way to make me happy today though which feels rather good. Enough. -xxx- 3:49 p.m. - 2004-05-12 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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