Day 18 - A song that you wish you heard on the radio
you know what, i don’t wish i heard any song on the radio.. because once a good song is played on the radio, it gets overplayed and then i start to hate it. and then you have people quoting it on their facebooks and people thinking they found the song first and the whole thing just turns into a big mess. so i would never wish any of my favorite songs to be on the radio because i don’t want them dead.
woke up, did nothing in behavior modification, cracked up in experimental psych, hospital, had a little girl try to bring me down (so i killed her.), back to the hospital and home. it can only go up from here.
little blue was in a sea of black, and then the sun came out.
and then i pulled into molloy’s parking lot and almost crashed into some retard who kept stopping short. *lays on horn* then bitch got annoyed and gave me a dirty look - but i didn’t care much because i had places to get to.
did you know Angelfish can switch their sex from female to male? hmm..
“MY STUPID GUIDANCE COUNSELOR IS LIKE ‘HOW MANY OF FORDHAM’S WONDERFUL ACTIVITIES ARE YOU PARTICIPATING IN? HOW MANY HOMELESS CHILDREN DID YOU BUILD HOUSES FOR THIS WEEKEND?’ AND I SAY ‘NONE’ BECAUSE I DON’T CARE.”—J. Orlando P.
"it SUCKED. the whole like awkward tension was really annoying. and the fact that neither of them could talk without stuttering. and that edward rarely moves his head. only his eyes. and everyone was UGLY. and jacob’s hair was LONG. carrie was like, ‘ughhh when is his hair gonna be short?’ and i was like, ‘…the next movie.’ and she was like, ‘ughh.’ but like the hospital scene in the end… she was like fucking stuttering the whole time. and by then i had ENOUGH and i was like ‘SPITITOUTT. for the love of god just SAY it, don’t CHOKE on it.’
Can’t Help Falling in Love by Elvis Presley. I don’t feel the need to upload the song (actually I’m just really, really lazy..) since everyone knows it. If you don’t know this song, consider yourself a horrible American/human being and go listen to it asap. It’s been making me fall asleep ever since I was a baby and my mama would sing it to me. Last night I fell asleep listening to TIM URBAN’s version that I downloaded the other day.. how pathetic of me.
half the things you say i don’t necessarily believe. i think you exaggerate. you’ve always exaggerated everything. there are thousands of people who have it worse than you do. you’re not dying. you don’t have cancer. you’re not in a hospital. you have a place to live, a car to drive and food to eat. no more complaining.
i gotta find out family secrets for my genogram. but i dont think there are any good ones in my family.. no alcoholics.. no one was suicidal.. no one was in jail. or maybe they were. maybe there ARE secrets! investigation time.
“Today, my girlfriend, who can’t swim, tried to kill herself by jumping into the Potomac River. Without a moments hesitation, I witnessed my ex-girlfriend, the girl who I broke up with because of my current girlfriend, jump in and save her life. Girls like that GMH.”—givesmehope.com
something possessed me to log into my MYSPACE today. so i did. and then i was going through my inbox or whatever and holyymoley did i have a mouth when i was 15. if i was my mother i wouldda shoved soap so far down my throat. ew i was such a little prick, i wanna murder the 15 year old me.
has anyone actually read marilyn monroe’s biography..? it’s becoming “cool” to quote her just like it has become “cool” to wear peace signs all over you (but i’m not getting into that fad right now). does anyone know who she was? or what kind of a childhood she had? pick up a book and read about her before you quote her.