It sucks that my lactose intolerant friends cannot fight for civil liberties. They're so intolerant.
It's been months since my last post on here, but I feel like this is my only escape. Everyone is on all of the other social networking sites, so I can't write my anger, pain, frustration, or sadness without seeming like "woe is me" because no one will read this.
So here THIS IS. Away from many eyes.
I love my job, but I guess it's that or friends. Quite frankly, Disneyland will always be here. Friends come and go. If I could get over my pride, maybe I'd plan something with people from school, try and contact them, since no one ever thinks to do so for me. I'm hoping they just assume that I have work, which is why no one asks me. Uck. Sorry, Blogspot. This sounds so lame.
My apartment smells like poop.
The only person I see anymore is my roommate, Angela.
I am free all day.
I miss Drew. I wish I was with him now.
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