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I stayed in bed till one to dream my life away

Incredably lazy day, I woke up at 10:00 and went back to bed at 11:30 woke up again at one, still wanting to sleep, I have no energy. Sucks. Enough bitching. I wasn't really thinking about it when I agreed to work on Wensday. Sucks. Oh well.
I can't believe this day. Its so worthless. And then I have to go to work. I so need a break.
I'm dreaming about a guy who probably doesn't even remember my name, and if he does, there is no fucken way he would be intrested in me. Why am I wasting such time thinking about someone I've met but twice. Someone I really only got to know in a limited bases on a night filled with bad decisions. Maybe I'm just infatuated with how he held me all night even after I confessed the mistakes I'd made. Though had he been sober enough, he would probably have pushed me away like the vile slut I am. Or is it how understanding he seemed to be as he listend to me babble on about all sorts of things that couldn't possibly have intrested him even after I told him I wouldn't have sex with him. I'm already a joke in their circle of friends, especially after the whole, fuck forget it. I shouldn't spend time dreaming about something that won't be, someone who wouldn't really care.

1:18 p.m. - 04-12-03
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