Thursday, June 29, 2000

Where can you buy a life? 

I don't know why, but I am INCREDIBLY tired. I don't know if it is the lack of sleep or if I am overworking, but ten pm seems like 12 am. ten:ten pm

I am pissed off. For one thing, it seems as if A) I have no life and B) Every single one of my friends does. Natalie is busy with her new acting thing at UCLA. I guess she thinks she's too tired to do anything. Like I'm not? And Cynthia, who just got her permit yesterday A) has a mother who won't let her out of the house and B) Plays piano for what seems like forever, and doesn't have any time for me. Then there's Rachel, who is at a cool camp. She wants me to write her a letter, and yeah, yeah I'll get around to it. Today, at 7:30, Cinemax was having a *FREE* showing of Top Gun at the pier. I wanted to go, but I couldn't get a hold of anyone. They were all off having better lives than me. When am I ever going to have any fun? It wasn't like i couldn't go alone, but who goes alone to one of those things? I felt like such a moron. I need two things. A) More friends who are willing to go out and have fun, and don't always complain about how miserable and tired they are. and B) a boyfriend. It's as simple as that. nine:forty-five pm