2002-04-01 + 12:43 p.m. + Moody much?
Just about enough...
Can't take anymore from you
Just about enough
Got me over the edge
Just about enough
You don't give me what I deserve
I'm no fool
Gotta get away from you

Sarina Paris, "Just About Enough"

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Well, it's very early in the morning. I finished a bowl of cereal with soy milk and have nothing better to do than write in here. But that's really not an insulting remark, it just means that right now I could be working out, washing dishes, watching Moulin Rouge before it has to be taken back to the store this evening, but instead I choose to write in this lovely little thing. Oh, and the lovely isn't for the layout which by no means is lovely and I am just not the type of person to blatantly brag about something I made or have, no matter how hard I worked on it.

You know?

Is Original Sin not the single skeeviest movie ever? Eew, there's so many fuck-scenes that you could not survive watching with anyone. It's the watch-alone-to-escape-embarrassment type of movie.

I bought some pretty caramel coloured hairdye, and once it's in I'll go to the salon and re-do the pink at the bottom and then have really hot hair. But then again, I'm not one to brag... ^.~

Have you ever gone to a site and just been blown away by it and decide that you, too, should strive to make a site as gorgeous as theirs'? That's what happened to me last night. I'm thinking of doing this grand-reopening of my site eventually and having this amazing layout like she had and then maybe opening a blog to write in instead of this diary to match, because the type of layout she uses wouldn't work at all without a blog.

As you can tell, I haven't done anything that involves social interaction. I'm starting to become very lonely. Maybe I should call up a friend...

Maybe not. -_-

Since I saw her... I loved her. And no matter the price, you cannot walk away from love. -- Original Sin

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