2004-11-16 - 7:46 p.m.
It's strange how I bounce off and to different ideas. The path, origin and basis puzzle me. I follow my selfish motives and then regress and feel guilty about things I choose, open volition, seemingly thoughtless.
In no particular order.
Befriending Jordan W.
Wearing sweatpants in grade seven.
Drunk Driving.
Crystal Meth.
Moving out in grade nine.
Hurting Mathew.
Dodge Aires K Car.
Working for less than nine dollars/hr.
Blowing Straight Guys.
My first email address (Embarrasing.)
Dropping out of school in grade eleven.
Alcoholism.
Procrastination of anything.
Ignoring people who don't deserve it.
Maintaining relationships that were wasteful and selfless.
I hurt myself the most. I make myself cry first, just so you know.
