I wish I could redo today. I wish I wasn't in the position to wish. I wish I cared more about the world around me, about the friends who are suffering, dying.(I'm not sure what "the position to wish" means. But it sounds intense.)
But I don't. Today, I just care about my hair and how it makes my face look fat.~Nadine. Old Journal. Bad Day.
Friday, October 24, 2008
At Least I Was Honest
Another old journal entry, another melodramatic moment in the history of Nadine.
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I'm laughing out loud right now! (which is rare when I read things) I wish my old journal entries were half as funny.
There's something about the blank page that turns me into a drama queen. Melodrama central :)
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