You will not kill yourself, today, sorry..

Dear Hungry, Lazy Teenager Who Has Her Period, You just waited 8 hours to clean a cereal bowl. You were procrastinating. Your legs hurt. You suspect they are gradually atrophying and the disuse will render them obsolete. You just visited the Xanga of someone you went to middle school with. She's a pretty girl with many friends. She's here pictured with a guy you recently had a crush on just a little under two years ago. Prom dates, the two. You just walked over to the fridge to return the milk after pouring it over youe Quaker Oats cereal. Hannah Montana is airing in the background because your younger brother is obsessed with Disney Channel shows. Her voice grates your ears and makes you want to kill yourself ten hundred times over. But you will not. Not today. You always hang in there, probably longer than necessary..