torihoney

patience seems to be in short supply these days. not just with me, but with most people i come across. i think that people get so self involved that they expect the masses to part when they have to make their nail/yoga/hair/waxing/whatever appointment, and god forbid they have to wait for someone else to try and fulfill their own agendas.... but i digress. customer service, if for nothing else, is good for creating mental tangents.


i just really wish my life would start. it's not as if i'm aimlessly coasting right now, i have purpose, and drive, but i still don't feel grown up in the sense of personal accomplishments. is it my own fucked up sense of having/doing "enough" that is making me feel inadequate? nope, i blame everyone else. and the media. and american culture in general. and.... your mom.

i wish a suicide girl would post to my journal. preferably a hot one, but then again, most of them are fairly hot, each in their own way.

i need sleep. and for tommorow to be over, and to get good marks on my ass kissing and number crunching.

(gulp) there goes my pride.