#423.
Been feeling kind of crappy today. Maybe just too much thinking and stuff.
Today school was really random, math, with Mr W who is a general stoner awesome son of a gun. Business was a drag. Then had some national youth week thing where there was this self esteem seminar sort of thing and we all wrote post it notes that said lovely things and stuck them all over the school. After that was free food and a party bus. It was a shit party bus.


After school, band practice. And then I headed home. I started thinking about everything, ugh, I feel so dependant. I hate that I have to feel so glum when you're away, and it really hasn't even been a day yet. Had a long, hot shower, and decided to actually do some homework for a change. I starved myself and no one gave a crap. Just feeling in a very not in the mood mood. So now, I might go re-read the letter you wrote me. I think I've decided on my favourite line. "Tien, you don't have to be perfect, to be perfect to be perfect for me," always gets me.
Then maybe listen to TDCC and read Being Here before I take an early night.




God I wish I could talk to you right now. The evening just doesn't seem quite complete without you.

Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
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