a repost from a sept 22, 2003 journal entry. 1/16/04 20:10 |
The morning broke with your sweet voice. You stopped my sweet dreams, and replaced it with my sweet reality with you. i love you
1/9/04 00:07 |
i was so tired last night, that when i tried to lie down, i fell right to sleep. it was unusual for me to fall asleep with something on. in fact, i was still wearing my jewelry (mind you, i felt the pain in the morning).
as usual it's pretty much a lame day. jeez, i doubt i will get any raise this month. tsk, if it wasn't for my dad asking the boss if she can petition my brother, i would have dared walk into the boss's lounge. =( fucker.