Mood:Sad...depressed
Song of Choice: Comforting words from the Angel of Glass
Topic: Reality Hits hard

I get to school and I see Keith. I muster my courage, straighten my clothes, run my fingers through my hair, and wlak over to talk to him. About halfway there I see he’s holding some girl’s hand.
Right there I seriously considered the Bushido code of honor. I would have rather fallen on the sword and ritualistically disembowel myself them live with the dishonor and shame of falling for a man who is spoken for.
::sigh:: such good luck hmm? Man that’s so unfai. Geeze…I feel so rejected…kinda like a stray cat that no one will take in.
How stupid I am….I actually paid attetnion to him…devoted precious thought to perhaps starting a relationship with him(please excuse that Johen quote stealing) hardly slept because I thought so much about it. I guess people like me aren’t issued happiness. Just a brief prelude to the tiresome descents into levels of hell even a convenience store clerk could never imagine.(another stolen good) Oh well…Joel and Cat(the one we all know and love) made me feel better. Joel gave me hugs and a shoulder, Cat gave me a pep talk while I drowned my sorrow in Pringels but sadly the electricity went off and I couldn’t finish talking to her. So so so sad. Sorry Cat! Well I have to go work now and earn some money to drown my sorrow in shopping.