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Jun. 3rd, 2003 08:51 amClaire Said:
39% Major Geek...
Rock on me ><. That quiz was fun, though the site went kerplunk on me. Sorry I haven't been here lately it's been crazy. Graduation is on Friday the 13th -they could have picked a better day-, and I've got me a new boyfriend ^^. He's so wonderful, and kinda popped outta no where. Like one of those, Hello, where did you come from? I've known you for how long and didn't see you until now? School's last class day that I have to be there is tomorrow, unless I have to take any exams. Gotta get crackin' on my last homework for high school ever, hope you're all well!...
...
I don't want to be right now.
Moments Later:
I don't have anything to do.
I don't have anywhere to go.
I don't have anyone to talk to.
I wish someone was here. I wish anyone was here. I wish she was here.
I don't fucking want to talk about it! I don't want to hear how this is the exact fucking thing that we all knew was going to happen.
I want to roll over and cease existing.
I feel cold.
And here I am at fucking work for the next six fucking hours. I can't concentrate on anything. I want to cry - really cry - for the first time in several months, and I'm stuck here.
I tried calling Rachel. She's probably not awake. I need someone to lean on. I want to call Claire, but that won't do anything. She won't be there, and any message I could leave her would be nothing at best and would worry her at worst. The hell are you supposed to turn when the one you -need- is the one who...
I'm going to be sick.
I'm going to cry.
I just want to see her again, hear her again...
And everyone here thinks I'm some kind of fucking idiot for feeling the way I do about her.
She told me she loved me...
I don't want to be right now.
39% Major Geek...
Rock on me ><. That quiz was fun, though the site went kerplunk on me. Sorry I haven't been here lately it's been crazy. Graduation is on Friday the 13th -they could have picked a better day-, and I've got me a new boyfriend ^^. He's so wonderful, and kinda popped outta no where. Like one of those, Hello, where did you come from? I've known you for how long and didn't see you until now? School's last class day that I have to be there is tomorrow, unless I have to take any exams. Gotta get crackin' on my last homework for high school ever, hope you're all well!...
...
I don't want to be right now.
Moments Later:
I don't have anything to do.
I don't have anywhere to go.
I don't have anyone to talk to.
I wish someone was here. I wish anyone was here. I wish she was here.
I don't fucking want to talk about it! I don't want to hear how this is the exact fucking thing that we all knew was going to happen.
I want to roll over and cease existing.
I feel cold.
And here I am at fucking work for the next six fucking hours. I can't concentrate on anything. I want to cry - really cry - for the first time in several months, and I'm stuck here.
I tried calling Rachel. She's probably not awake. I need someone to lean on. I want to call Claire, but that won't do anything. She won't be there, and any message I could leave her would be nothing at best and would worry her at worst. The hell are you supposed to turn when the one you -need- is the one who...
I'm going to be sick.
I'm going to cry.
I just want to see her again, hear her again...
And everyone here thinks I'm some kind of fucking idiot for feeling the way I do about her.
She told me she loved me...
I don't want to be right now.
