empty. that's how I feel every day when I wake up with nothing to do, rotting at home, too broke to go shopping and even so, too sick of going to the same few places. I know I should start hitting the books, but just the thought of it puts me off. I wish I had something meaningful to do this holidays yet I don't want it to end. the irony of it all...certain things just left me feeling empty and annoyed:- I lost my holiday homework, so smart right?
- the grey dress I ordered somehow got lost somewhere in the mail
- my intentions aren't understood
- absolutely bored with the thought of not able to buy new things.
Christmas is coming...is it something to look forward to? I'm at loss for words...
lets hurry meet to mugg!