and what is my life coming to?

jealousy is a fickle thing, and ugh how it pains me to think of twilight, and it does pain me so, but thinking now; edward cullen was right...
eww.
you can see jealousy portrayed in plays, read about it in numerous books, and hear the songs, but you have no full feeling of what it actually is until it truly happens to you.
but now that that is out of the way.
i've been reading all day. an texting, but mostly reading i finished two books today and will be starting book three tomorrow. there are five total so i doubt they'll last until the end of the week. i'm desperately bored and cannot seem to get to sleep. and am too afraid to start reading because then i'll probably never get to sleep and wipe out another book. today was productive, i had lunch with jesi after dropping gabriella at home and then i went to the mall to get jeans and walmart to get, well i'm not sure why we went. then i came home showered, read. and that's it. i feel as though my life isn't even worth writing about; considering how it is so dull and uneventful.
yes.
oh and, nevermind.
i'm not feeling bitchy enough to type this.
night.