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It's so strange... I'm watching a video of pictures of Abi that one of Abi's cousins posted on her myspace. Just looking at the pictures makes me think of how real she was. I almost don't know how to describe it. She was so real. I could touch her. How soft she was. Her cheeks, whatever. And now... She's gone. She was here. She was so real... and ( Read more... )

But lately I've been jaded-- life got so complicated.

Your dating personality profile:

Liberal - Politics matters to you, and you aren't afraid to share your left-leaning views. You would never be caught voting for a conservative candidate.
Religious - Faith matters to you. It is the foundation that you build your life upon. You trust that God has a plan for you.
Outgoing - You can liven up any party ( Read more... )

God, if I knew it would suck this much to be living with my parents, I would've actually gotten a job a long time ago to save money, so that I could move out and not put up with this shit.

Also, if any of you suckas have been trying to reach me via my cell, some bitch at ASU stole it. Thank you.

I'm so frustrated right now. As of now, I'm a history major with no where to go. I'm just majoring in this for the pure joy of learning, as geeky as that sounds, but then what will I do? I don't want to become a teacher... Mr. Austin is a complete dick and his comments have been messing with my head ever since I visited him at Xavier. Am I doomed ( Read more... )

Take the first line of the first entry that appears on the first of every month.

January
HOW WAS YOUR NEW YEARS?
INSANE.

THE MORE I THINK ABOUT IT, THE HARDER IT IS TO REMEMBER, &I WASN'T EVEN THAT MESSED.

FebruaryI SHOULD'VE DONE HOMEWORK ALL ALONG, BUT I REALLY DON'T GIVE A SHIT ANYMORE, SO DON'T EXPECT ME TO TRY ( Read more... )

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I am constantly surrounded by so many wonderful people, whom I love and who love me, and so I think it would be surprising to find that I always feel so alone. When I'm with everyone, I'm never fully there. I don't feel like I'm part of the group-- no matter who I am with, talking to, or touching. I always feel alone. I don't think people realize ( Read more... )

God, I am so in love with that boy.