Obliterate

Hellllo, miserable me is back to blog. -.-

I wonder if there's some kind of doctor that can help get rid of feelings. Oh wait, that's what those therapists are for. Yeah, I need one. Fuck, I don't know... I just need someone to vent to. Someone that doesn't know me. Don't take it personally, but if I vent to someone that knows me, I feel like they can be biased. Like, I can already guess what they're gonna tell me. "Just find someone new... get over him... stop saying you hate your life... blah blah blah." I bet there's no one that would understand wtf I'm doing. I don't understand myself, really. OH FUCKING WELL.

So anyways, I just realized that I'm actually doing something this whole week -- finally.
Monday: Work 6-3
Tuesday: I'm planning to take my sisters to watch Kung Fu Panda at the new theater in Tanforan. Thenn, I want to secretly take studio pictures with my siblings to give to my dad for Father's Day and my mom for a late Mother's Day present.
Wednesday: Bonfire at 7pm.
Thursday: Work 7-4
Friday: '09 dinner at 7pm.
Saturday: Work 230-1130

Agh, I should go to sleep. I have to catch the first bus at 530am.
P.S. Alex! Here's another emo blog, you dumb bitch.