That whole Chick Fil La fiasco is getting kind of ridiculous now. I don’t even want to be bothered with it. You see, I’m from NYC and Chick Fil La isn’t really that popular up here. I don’t eat from there and I don’t plan on starting. I’m not sure if they even have one in the city. Also I’m on a diet, so I couldn’t eat that shit even if I wanted to.
“I almost believe there is no New York; there is only a set of projections, and it can be anything you want. It has the worst people, it has the best; it’s the worst, it’s the best. It is the acceptance of the contradictions and illusions. In any relationship, you can alternately love and hate somebody every day. New York is so mutable and surprising. Even if you don’t love it, it is always compelling, always interesting, and never boring. I do love New York.”
I don’t care if its shoots up to 90 degrees tomorrow, I’m wearing my leather jacket. Today felt like I was randomly getting tea bagged by the Abominable Snowman. Don’t want to risk experiencing that again.
In the middle of what started off as a midnight snack buts has quickly turned into feast. Tonight I don’t have a stomach. Just a black hole and no matter how much I eat, I’ll still want more. Feed me.
For some reason I feel so sad. Don’t why, I just am. I’m gonna crawl into bed with my heart in a loop and spend to night crying while reading sympathetic words from Mother Goose.
Spent my day at 816’s band practice and from what I heard you guise should be expecting big things from them. Those guys are divine.
Oh - so what’s it gonna take?
Oh! You’re gonna make your break
Just hold on, hold on!"
- a lyric from the song The Break
Happy Halloween Guise
I’m not really doing much today. I’ll probably just torture myself with horror films and attempt to finish my English essay. I was suppose to go to the parade in the Village but I’m not really in the mood, plus I have no costume. Truthfully all I wanna do is talk to my dad, haven’t spoken to him in a week. I have so much to tell him but he won’t call. I guess this is the price you pay when loving someone who has 10 years to life..
Man this is such a downer. Please don’t read. Have a fun, safe Halloween everyone.
Mucus, Y U NO LEAVE MY RESPIRATORY SYSTEM ALONE?
Combing through my hair, crying. Not because this shit hurts like fuck, because tomorrow is the first day of school and I don’t wanna goooo. Yeah this summer sucked but school sucks even more. I’m not ready to see my teachers or my bitch ass classmates yet. I’m never ready to see them. I don’t wanna go…..