Thursday, December 29, 2011.
> 12:21:00 PM.
Dear blogger, sometimes all I want is for someone to be more concerned for me. Like sit me down, and ask me what's wrong. Why am I not planning for my future? Why am I not enthusiastic about my future anymore? What do I wanna be now? And do I drink and get wasted these past few months. Okay scratch the last part. I don't get wasted. I just get happy high. And I don't drink beer. I think any gassy drink is nonsensical. Just this 23rd, me deb and ducky finished an entire bottle of cognac cause her dad purposely throw the cork away and said nth goes back home cept the utensils ( yeah we were at a BBQ) so when ducky was dead gone, and the rest don't usually drink, the job was up to us. But I aint no drunkard :( so, back to the topic. Isn't my spiraling out of control a concern for anyone? Or is it cause no one genuinely cares? I think it's the lather cause no one's really bothered considering the mess we all are in now. Well, the sober me dosent give 2 flying fucks. Or maybe she does, you'll never know.