Okay, Love Actually is an extremely wonderful movie.

Alright. People are overdramatic and just shouldn't talk a whole lot of shit with no intentions to go through with any of it.

So I should be registering for my ACTs right now, but I've decided to put that off for even longer so I can sit here and search through ignorant people's livejournals.

For the first night, since Katie got a job, I had fun. Like honest fun. I just hung out, no pressure. No fucking silence ever. It was pretty fucking cool. I hung out with Britney & Heather all night, and Robbie for most of the time too. It was just fun. A lot like it used to be with me ( Read more... )

So we got our tattoos, and they're fucking sweet. I loved how it felt when I was getting it done. Ah, I cannot wait to get another.

So the tattoo plans have been changed. Today at eleven o'clock I should be at Third Eye in St. Albans getting minessss, bitches. The only concern right about now is that I will vomit on the man due to the queeziness that still won't go away, after me compulsively taking my medicine ( Read more... )

Let me re-cap the past few days for you ( Read more... )

I'm gone, son. To the mall with Katie. At 9:30 a.m.

Because we never get to spend that much time together & why not waste a few choice hours away at the Huntington Mall? Great place.

So every now & then you read a book that actually makes sense. You know, hits home, gets to you, makes you think a little bit.

I advise everyone to read "Choices" by Nancy Toder.

Today should be a good day. School will be easy. Katie's coming home with me. Hopefully she'll get to the spend the night, if her parents are fucking douches are they tend to be usually. & I have twenty dolllaaazzz (sounds like some cheap hurricane fun tonight).