July 2001

Just as warning, this is being written hastily and all because I at this point have no computer of my own and this am not able to go online as freely or as often as I like. My apologies for any misspellings or lack of sense being made.

I haven't got much to write about at this point. I have a lack of relationship staying power that I believe is going to kill me any day now. And it makes me a little sick to be me. As if I don't say that enough. I have come even further into thinking that there is no one who really is going to listen to me ever. This is just my drama queen streak I believe. There has to be someone out there who will listen, at least a little bit. In person and all.

Recently, I have run into two people who I hope to be spending a lot of time with, both have a few substance abuse problems, but for some reason I think I will not get too caught up again. I have this strong premonition that I will begin smoking again. It's odd, but I guess I am becoming hopeless... No not too much really, but I guess I have to die sometime, why not sooner then later?

There is so much going on, internally that I really cannot think straight, and this column is a bit less open then I think it might normally be because there are two of my friends here reading it. I don't like the idea of my work being read before it is finished, but I have no choice in this matter.

I have moved, and it is stressing me out having to still live in a home knowing that each person there is silently asking me to leave. I have failed my junior year of high school. It is a little of a relief, though I can't say why. I am employee of the month, It is quite an honor I think seeming that it was only my second month of working there.

Though this is considerably short as far as I normally write, and there is very little point, I wrote to write this month, so you all know I am still alive. Seeing that this month I came very close more then a few times not being.

I am drifting mindlessly here and I think maybe I should go.



Josephine is a 17 year old bi chick living in a Western Washington listing to two of her closest friends talk about how the name Josephine Mona Anais Dylan is over all a stupid name. She loves Brent because he thinks it's pretty. She urges you to think of how beautiful the sky is. For she has been doing it a lot lately, and it really is. Her response will undoubtedly slow, due to the lack of access on a daily basis, but you can e-mail any comments to EmbezzledEmotion@hotmail.com. until next month kids...

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