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Monday, October 27, 2008


Well. Today was certainly interesting. I was a sarcastic, satire-filled bitch the entire time, and hardly anybody even noticed. On the contrary, people were actually nicer to me than usual. Hell, 2 guys even asked me out in the exact same hour and a half. One of them's supposedly evil though and the other is my friends ex-boyfriend, so I'm not sure how that's gonna work out. But in any case, it's certainly going to be an interesting week.
Yes, I can feel the head-aches already.
Of course, much if this is probably due to my brother's singing, but anyway...
I'm schleepy. '-___- And you know what that means: RANDOM POETRY!!!!!

The only thing worse than wasting food and words is wasting time.
And at this point, the only so-called poetry I have left is redundancy and honesty.
Because this place is nothing but noise, and I'm going deaf and mute just hearing his deafening whispers from across the room.
"Looking for love in all the wrong places"...?
No, I'm pretty sure I got the address right, I just showed up about 2 decades too early or too late.
So inscribe a few more "D"s and "Ann"s unto my paper, leave me to writhe in my denial and day-dreams, and we'll call it a day.
My therapist said to stop talking to myself,
But the voices and crucifixes in my head are all I have left.
She said to watch the signs, because it could change the entire problem.
But that still doesn't change the fact that we've got a problem and no solution.
He answered that today we were going to call it a scenario because "problem" just had such negative connotation.
But no matter how politically correct you say it,
whenever I try to solve it, it's still now going to be correct.

And on that note: I need motrin.
Good bye.
ily guys
~Love, Belinda

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