Tuesday, Feb. 11, 2003

And I hate walking.

And I hate walking.

I want to go around and read all my friends' diaries, but I don't have the time. So if you, yeah you, think I am ignoring you by not signing your g book I am sorry. I still read, believe me. Just so ya know. I will read all the back entries as soon as I have the hours available. I would do it right now but my grandmother wants to play cards. God I don't even know why she has such a computer for. I mean she only plays cards on it, and she gets my mom to do everything else, because she doesn't know jack shit about it. And, as always, I am sorry about my lack of updates. I wished I could update more, but I hardly come oever here anymore.

Well my love's b day was a few days ago. I was going to bake him a cake and everything but I didn't have the time, as always. He turned 19. Yeah he is still kind of young. But he is so cute. And I like him a lot.

I was going through this book I bought a long time ago called "Easy Enchantments". Well of course it is a book about spells and witches and stuff. I don't really know if I believe it or not, but a part of me does. So I was reading this part about making someone fall in love with you and at the end it says that it works immediately. I want to try it. If it works it will be cool. Then again I don't know if magic really exists or if it is just in the eye of the beholder.

Oh damn and I keep on getting reminded about Valentines Day. I mean it is kinda hard to remember such a thing with what is going on around the world and all, but I do remember it. I only remember the loneliness part of it though. I have never, I repeat NEVER, had a boufriend during Valentine's Day. As a matter of fact, I have not had one at all. This holiday sucks. I hate it. It just reminds me that I have no one to celebrate it with. The cool part is is that it is on payday. I will just have to party my sorrows away. I think I am good at that.

And for some final thoughts.

1. Osama Bin Laden is a stupid mother fucker. I hope he rots in hell, and I don't usually wish that upon anyone, except him that is.

and

2. I am glad I don't drive a car. I mean thos gas prices are outrageous. I mean TWO FUCKING DOLLARS?!?! For a gallon of GAS?!?! Does anyone remember that summer when a gallon of gas was like 89 cents or something? Shit that summer rocked.

So I will be cussing out Valentines Day and Osama, whilst I am walking, which seems to be far more cheaper right now. And I hate walking.