April 2007.  I live and work in Philadelphia.  Nothing is all too cloudy anymore.

But sometimes, I have this feeling come over me that makes me just want to ruin my life.  It was nice to watch myself pick all the pieces up and reassemble them into something better.

But life only gives you so many do-overs.  I pick this attempt.

It's April, 2006. I'm moving to Philadelphia in less than 2 months. I'm nervous. I've been working hard, 60 hours a week, for a while now and it might just pay off this time. I have a job waiting for me; my portfolio is finished. I think for once, my head is on straight and everything is in order ( Read more... )

I bought a new car: a '92 Chevy Cavalier. It's a box.

Laura and I went on a two dates this weekend. We had a three-course meal at Friday's and had the worst waiter ever. And we saw The Baxter last night. I couldn't stop laughing. I made a total ass of myself ( Read more... )

My car broke down, so we took it to the shop. I spent $400, and it died the next day. Story of my life. This week I've been looking at new cars, finishing up Invisible Monsters, and helping Nick study for his Melting Pot exam. He has to help me when I need to study for mine ( Read more... )

I think I enchant people the first time I talk to them. How come I'm unable to sustain them within that state of bewilderedness? Online, I'm very well-spoken, and if you can catch the humorous tone that I tend to write in, you'll find me as hilarious as I find myself. In person, I'm awkwardly charming, and that in itself is adorable. If you can ( Read more... )

It's 2:30 AM, my throat is swollen, and I can barely think straight. There are so many things I find myself incapable of: letting people in; letting go; letting those who deserve one, have a second chance; letting myself have a second chance ( Read more... )

I dated a boy named Andrew from the second week I returned to New Jersey up until last weekend. I guess I consider him a rebound boyfriend, but part of me really did enjoy spending time with him. He was non-aggressive and impartial to just about everything, and that is what I needed. Sean hated to do just about everything that was non-work related ( Read more... )

I spoke to Maggie for the first time since I disappeared. She was surprised, hurt, and able to forgive me. John Vandermalen lives in my old bedroom. I confronted the situation head-on, and for the first time, spoke candidly about my disappearance. She deserved an honest answer, and I gave her as much of one as I could ( Read more... )

I'm back on Livejournal because I figured out this password.

Life has been boring, I'm quitting my job tomorrow.

I'm living in New Jersey until January, then I'm moving out West to accomodate whatever art school accepts me.

I was with Sean from December-May. I haven't spoken to him since I moved out.

I rejoined myspace, nothing else is new.

I am currently not in Boston ( Read more... )