my face is breaking out. on a daily/nightly basis. every mornin i wake up there is another line of "connect the dots" strewn across my face. i'm not sure what exactly causes it. i clean my face. i use acne medication. perhaps it's stress. perhaps it's drama. perhaps it's life and this is just how my face was meant to be. i'm hoping that going to a dermatologist will cure all that. dermatologists can cure genetics, right?

i just got medical insurance from work so i'm goin to the dentist as well as gettin a new pair of glasses/contacts. medical insurance is a good thing. although my job is not.

i saw you today. your height. your facial tones. your hair beneath a baseball cap. a slight smile came across my face with the thought of seeing you. then my stomach got sick with the thought of seeing you. turned out it wasnt you. musta been my mind playin tricks. wishin. hopin things. im listening to almost happy. do you know who you are?

you saw me in the mall the other day, i suppose. i apologize for not seeing you i tend to ignore things i don't want to deal with. i wonder why it was you didn't approach me.

i work all the time. seriously. ten hours a day is straining on a girl. on a girls life. specially since i'm just survivin.

hrm. i wonder what my mom got me and joy for a housewarming gift.

i love my girlfriend.

i feel : moody
what's in my ears: keith urban ~ my better half