beandelphiki (
beandelphiki) wrote2002-06-25 04:49 pm
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Ugh
I'M SORRY, OKAY? I'm sorry! I'm sorry I don't write long, meaningful, beautiful, elegant, witty, engaging, eloquent posts about life the universe & everything! I'm sorry but I can't do it - I just can't. I'd like to.
Fine, don't say anything, any of you, but I can feel your condemnation from over here, I can feeeeeel it.
Look, I KNOW the meaning of life isn't 42. I keep saying it just so I can be one up on people. It's not my fault if those dumbassses think computers are reliable.
Ugh. I've been keeping journals since I was eight, and it's always drove me nuts that generally I have nothing to write that isn't utterly banal. Sometimes I just want to delete this journal, and grab another code. Then go and create a new journal in another name, say...uh...Matt Jefferson. Yeah. And write entries such as, "time to fuckin update. yeah well today i played lots more gamecube. im going over to marks to board. his sister is hot. good tits. well thats it. see u all later. *fart*" And then I would get friends who I wouldn't care about, 'cuz I'd know they were all fricking idiots. (How do I know I'd have friends? Simple. People like that always have tons of friends. Don't ask me to explain the universe to you.)
Lacking Rob's ability to write a beautiful post about my suckiness, I'll state it bluntly: I suck.
Ugh.
Fine, don't say anything, any of you, but I can feel your condemnation from over here, I can feeeeeel it.
Look, I KNOW the meaning of life isn't 42. I keep saying it just so I can be one up on people. It's not my fault if those dumbassses think computers are reliable.
Ugh. I've been keeping journals since I was eight, and it's always drove me nuts that generally I have nothing to write that isn't utterly banal. Sometimes I just want to delete this journal, and grab another code. Then go and create a new journal in another name, say...uh...Matt Jefferson. Yeah. And write entries such as, "time to fuckin update. yeah well today i played lots more gamecube. im going over to marks to board. his sister is hot. good tits. well thats it. see u all later. *fart*" And then I would get friends who I wouldn't care about, 'cuz I'd know they were all fricking idiots. (How do I know I'd have friends? Simple. People like that always have tons of friends. Don't ask me to explain the universe to you.)
Lacking Rob's ability to write a beautiful post about my suckiness, I'll state it bluntly: I suck.
Ugh.
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sometimes...i wonder about you
there are better things in the world to get worried over.
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journals are more important than science exams.
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you complain endlessly that people don't comment.
*points to his own journal*
no ones commented for the last two, even though the last one was deep and insightful (or delerium)...punk.
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And when did I last complain????
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everyone's having a bad weekend/beginning of week.
i sometimes feel like my life vacillates between me being bored and me going out of my mind with too much to do... perhaps the problem is that i get bored unless i am on the verge of overload.
i've given up on ninety million journals for lack of something to say.
You should feel sucky and entertain me by giving me suggestions for FTM-specific ecards.
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Ecards - huh. Congrats for finding surgery money? Um, great that your parents decided to accept you? I dunno, but I'll let you know if I come up with something good.
baaaaaaaaaaaaaagel wantsa cream cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese
*runs*
baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagel needs a new brain
I have too many females in my life.. i always get a look from nathan when i accidentally refer to him as a girl.. tho he acts like one and tess acts more like the guy, but anyway.. NEH! Me so sorry... *hangs head*
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don't worry 'bout pleasing other people. you can never please them all, anyway.
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-You- interest me and your responses to buttered toast make me keep reading, not the fact that you wrote about buttered toast.
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And when did I write about buttered toast? I NEVER, I NEVER did, you can't prove it!