I'm in between classes.

Goals for the summer:
-Make a lot of money
-Spend a weekend with Scottie
-Go to a high school party
-Take Brandy to NYC
-2 weeks vacation in August
-Roofie myself
-Give Ella a black eye
-Go camping

One day at a time.
And today is beautiful.

Jordan and I can't roller skate.

Bottleneck to cigarette, right?
I hate Boston because those pretty lights stole you from me.

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Surprise birthday party? And Fred Durst came? I'm the luckiest girl in the world.

I'm a little sad right now, because this time last year was 10 billion gallons of new fun and not that things aren't good right now, but I would love to have fun like (that one night) we did at Alana's when it was Ella/Derek/Scottie/Padric/Emory/Fun and I can't even begin to talk about Jennifer Lopez. Jess. And then I fell in love with a girl named ( Read more... )

Ah yes, the divine urge to compose a subtle draft in a diary style weblog for the entire world to see. Methinks I have been so graciously inspired to compose a singular draft of the subtle kind after maticulously reviewing other and various sorts of the like. I have come to conclude that my humble peers so desperately yearn to flex their ( Read more... )

Easter eggs are great.