Another Day

What's with all these cliche titles?
Anyway, yesterday I got high with Catwoman and a couple of other people (apparently I accidentally kissed someone, but I don't remember it)
Instead of studying for finals I spent 2 hours playing her electric keyboard....I'm not joking
Today the sky was bright blue, and for some bizarre reason I've been stuck in the house since noon
I want desperately for him to contact me, but I realise that it's only because I'm lonely
Today nothing seems worth living for (thoughts of a natural pessimist)
This weekend is supposed to be fun, but I have a feeling that it will leave the usual bittersweet scent lingering on the wind
The way everything seems like a comic book or a movie when you're high, I want to hold on to that feeling of being disjointed from my life
I want reality to blur and become intangible....perpetually

First and Foremost

I hate people...that's a terrible note to start on. Let's try again: Hi.
This blog is dedicated to The Misfits Family (the "official" one)
I should not use real names when I disclose the very private lives of the people around me; so as far as this blog is concerned, it's fictitious...
There will also be tons of philisophical nonsense, literary and poetic bits, some of it will just be my craziness or eccentricities (be prepared), and I'm sure other things will pop up as well (it happens); so in light of this, I like cheetos! (enjoy)