Greetings, Stranger ~
I welcome you to yet another entry of this lovely journal of mine.
-glares at the shower and its bathtub of HELL-
I hate this ******** shower.
Every other bath I take, I always end up falling. And this time, it left a damn bruise along my side. -face palms- I was humming along to the beat of "Loud Pipes" by Ratatat and zoning out, then I turn too quickly and fall, hitting my side on the damn soap holder.
Besides my unfortunate encounter with the bathtub, I had an pretty fun weekend.
Got another set of replacement headphones, bought Rob Zombies hits, and relaxed. Isnt that what weekends are about?
Things have been dying down, my life slowly peicing itself together. Im no longer in that depressed-like state. Sure, I get the occasional zone-out of boredom and sleepiness and the days filled with an unrelentless rage, but so far, Im doing fine.
Cursing has become natural to me now. I wont use it to threaten or harm others, because I find it nothing but empty, uncreative responses of anger- But more like added in every now and then. < Hence the F-bomb in the beginning>
Oh well. I guess Im doomed to a life of shouting expletives with really bad timing and places. < Fell at a friends award ceremony, shouting "s**t!" as I fell in front of her parents, various children, and teachers.>
Well, Im off...For now.
From the Girl,
Luminous-----
 Luminous_Clutter · Mon Mar 07, 2011 @ 02:03am · 0 Comments |
