I started this LiveJournal in 2003, more than two decades ago. I am grateful that I recorded those years for me to look back on, even though it seems this journal was more of an outlet for the angst of youth than an actual record of my life. If I only had this journal to go on, I would think I was a miserable person (and pretty whiny, too). I don't ( Read more... )

I went home Sunday/Monday to get my car checked out, and my mom decided to let me bring Plato for some crazy reason (she was pretty against it). He's here. I was incredibly nervous at first, questioning whether it was the right thing to do. But he instantly fit right in, perfectly. I'm so happy to have him here and I think he'll be happy too ( Read more... )

Ever since I moved to Greensboro, I've been trying to convince my mom to let me bring my dog, Plato


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Lately, I can almost physically feel a pull on me, driving my actions, everything I do ( Read more... )

Last night at work seemed almost like an out of body experience for me. I was just a spectator in my life while it all just happened. When I got home, I felt as though I hadn't been there in months, even years.

Doesn't having a webcam on your laptop make anyone else paranoid?

I'm not antisocial, I'm not THAT shy, and I only get anxious sometimes. But I'm very introverted. Social situations drain me. I live in my head. I think, a LOT ( Read more... )

Reading over my past few entries has alerted me to the fact that my writing skills have deteriorated. I've made a few posts like this, saying I'm going to update more often to help me brush up. This one is a little more important because if everything goes well, I'll finally be taking a full course load next semester ( Read more... )

This happened a couple days after Layla died, but I never documented it and I want to remember ( Read more... )

My life's been pretty out of whack lately. A lot of stuff going wrong, a lot of stuff breaking. Relationships straining, fading, struggling, trying. I've been doing my best to stay positive and keep my head up, but it sucks going through all this alone. The people in my every-day life offer no stability ( Read more... )