May 28 - Sorry it's been so long, guys. Not as if you care, since I've been averaging about three hits a day lately, two of whom are me.

I guess I should explain that last entry, but I really don't feel like it. It's pretty self-explanatory anyway. I guess I just have some "issues" that I'm going to have to "work out" with "myself." (Please imagine me doing those annoying bunny-ear things as I emphasize each of those words.)

So, guys, how've you been? I've been better, but I'm not too bad. The highlight of my life right now is my work. Starting at Chi-Chi's was the best thing that I've done in a long time. I've met some of the greatest people working there. I get along well with all of my co-workers, pretty much. And I work with this one guy - DAMN! Talk about hot. But he just put in his two weeks notice, so I won't be seeing much of him anymore. How sad. But there's still some pretty good-looking fellows there besides him.

Since I'm out of school in about a week, I'll be updating a bit more, so if you lunatics can contain yourselves for a little while longer, you'll eventually have all the updates you want and then some. (P.S. - whoever's been leaving those notes pinned to my teddy bear every night threatening to kill me if I don't update, please stop. It's getting kind of creepy, especially where you've been pinning them.)

May 6 - My life is one endless parade of bullshit. I'm sick of it. By the way, I'm drunk as fuck at 4:00 in the morning on the night when I should have been at my junior/senior prom but am not because I broke up with my asshole boyfriend last week. I worked from 4 to 1 and came to my grandma's house to get drunk and then decided to write all of this incoherent bullshit down. I'm sorry for boring you with this uncannily journal-like entry, but I'm drunk, mofos, and you're just gonna have to deal with it.

I'm sick of looking in the mirror and seeing what I see. I'm fucking ugly. I'm fucking tired of being fucking ugly. I'm fucking tired of being misproportioned. I'm fucking tired of thinking that. I'm fucking tired of being taken advantage of as far as my generous nature is concerned. But my generous nature isn't really generous. See, I'm only nice and generous and polite to curry favor. It's all part of my master plan. I do nothing that doesn't involve some kind of ulterior motive for me. I'm an uncaring, selfish bitch. Why can't I bring myself to care for people? I genuinely care about maybe five people in this whole world. That's pretty fucking sad. I don't care about anyone but myself. I'm a fucking cunt. I'm a bitch. I wish everyone hated me so that I could shoot myself and not feel bad.