Boredomness and stream of conciousness...

I have no motivation.
My job gives me depression.
Why am I working there? And for what?
MuthaFuccas
My tummy feels weird.
I ate too much.
I need a renewed sense of purpose.
I wish my god parents weren't selfish.
I want to destroy something.
Bang! Bang!
I need alcohol...
I wish I were drunk in Vegas right now.
I like not wearing makeup but I feel ugly without it.
I am insecure sometimes but you'd never know it.
Laughing Cow is awesome!
I wish I were drag racing every weekend. Stupid off season.
I hate this weather!
Some people irritate me.
BAD!
I like to smile and pretend I know what is going on.
I can't wait till the weekend. More sleep time.
Work is a bore.
My friends are awesome.
I only really have about 5 good ones. That to me is still too many.
What is it about "Sex and the City" that makes you want a Martini and a cigarette?
I want to dance.
I discovered that you can cry in the rain because no one will ever know.
Whoever says you can dance in the rain had better traction on their shoes.
I am going to bed now.