Communication

How many different ways are there to communicate, email, text, calls, msn, post. what does it take to pick up the phone and put a little bit of effort in seriously (unless your dead in which case i am sorry). I actually want to swing a crowbar at someones head then ram it up there fucking arse not that i am pissed off or anything. some things never really change i guess. like the fact that girls will be girls and boys will be boys. I have had too much time hanging around and waiting on my phone, something i swore to God i would never do - you came into this world alone and you leave it alone so what difference does a phone call make. well actually i like them so yeah, that's a bit of a contradiction. these days i seem to be living for food. do you think someone can be born destine to do great things? i need to get out more, any offers? i guess i am free all week apart from Wednesday :-) Gosh i spend my spare time reading, so i guess i need saving more than anything, not that there is much to save. Silly really plus i am considering throwing my phone out of my window, i hate waiting. Waiting to me is like 'her you go becky here is a nice big fat cake but you can't eat it... ever' or 'you can have money when pigs fly' i find it so annoying and half the time i don't even really know what i am waiting for. cheese. How many lies do you think you tell in one single day 'are you okay?'- 'I'm fine!' or 'how was your day?' - 'okay' or 'are you mad at me?' - 'nope' half the time i don't know why i bother i need someone to talk some sense into me, if i will listen. "why is life so complicated?" - "because it's life" - "that's not an answer!" hopefully i am going out tomorrow with Vanessa. things need to get back to being sweet. plus oh yeah i now actually think i have some kind of shield around me not letting me communicate with anyone like no one answers my calls nore do they bother to return them and don't sign on to msn if your not willing to talk. I need more sleep but i hate that you know like just before you go to sleep and you think of all the crazy shit going on, and then i always think some poor old shit out there is so much worse of than me and in a strange kind of way that's comforting. so i am okay as far as everything goes, i am okay.