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June 9th, 2004
![[info]](http://piktures.deadjournal.com/userinfo.gif) opalsky | 09:26 pm
I dont know whats going on. I want to go out. I want to be crazy. I want to do something really fucking stupid and live to tell about it. on the way home I actually contemplated driving my car into something... like a tree or a river.... but then decided against it because I cant afford a new vehicle right now. shit, I cant even afford this vehicle right now.
Im so sick of snotty prissy bitches who think theyre so much better than everyone else. Im sick of people who have their lives handed to them on a silver platter and then bitch because they cant have a brand new car or some such shit.
anyway, you should have seen the outfits some of the people at panera were wearing today. it was like I was stuck in a parallel dimension where Barbie's fashion advice ruled the world. a neon green flippy, terry cloth skirt.... completed with a white half shirt with pink stars and clear plastic shoes with pink spike heels. pink lace up sandals with glitter in the heels.... a girl with a marilyn monroe tattoo (love marilyn but not on an arm thats flabby and un-toned).
mom is still pissing me off... I hate how changeable she is.
someone give me an adventure... this average life is getting to me.
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