Work sucks. School sort of sucks. I'm not sure if it's comforting or not that no one will ever read this, but who the fuck cares. I think I may quit my job. Applebee's fucking sucks ass. I don't know. I'm just waiting for that "soon I'll be rich and famous" bit to come in my life, but the mere thought of thinking is really, really tiring.

I'm not sure what I'm talking about here, and I don't believe that I care. Oh well, such as life, blah, blah, blah.

I wish I had some money.
I wish I had a man.
I wish I had some liquor.
Wish I had a helping hand.

Yeah, I know it already! It fucking sucks considering the fact I'm supposed to be a writer, but no one is gonna read this shit anyway, so ha! Ha, ha, ha!!!!

No, I'm not bloody insane. Perhaps only the schizophrenic part of me is. Oops, did I just refer to myself as parts of a whole- some parts of which not sane? Jill is becoming very uncomfortable with this train of thought. What happened to creative Jill? She sure as hell didn't go on a drinking binge, let me tell you. Though Jill sure wishes that she could- even if for a moment. Hope I go to the club on Monday- Club Buzz, have ya heard of it?

Peace out!
Ms. Scarlet
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