Yeah, so I see it's been a while since I updated. Yeah.. sorry I suppose, but I doubt anyone really reads this anyhow. I'm feeling really horrible lately. I think I've made a mistake, but then again I don't think I have. It's so.. stressful. Ahhh... god damnit. I'd rather not post what's REALLY been ( Read more... )

Ah ok. So I spent... almost the whole weekend at Matt's house pretty much. It was fun. Good fun. Ahh but now I'm comeing back to the depressive side of me.. damnit. Oh well. It's not like it ever stops for long.

And I just remembered I have to write an essay about Romeo and Juliet. What fun. Bah... later.

The past few days haven't been as... depressing, but there were still moments where I felt horrible. But anyways.. my weekend ( Read more... )

I'm feeling un-loved..

But whatever.

Yeah so I skipped like... 4 days. I forgot what happend.. so.. let's stay with the last day or so ( Read more... )

Ok so last night Kevin goes to sleep early.. because he was tired I guess. But anyways.. Matt, Ryan, and I stay up pretty late talking, singing... and whatever else we did. I kind of forgot. But I wear my sunglasses at night, and so does Matt ( Read more... )

The title says it all. Nothing really exciteing happened today... and when I say today, I mean yesterday.. Except the fact that I got an e-mail saying my mp3 player has been shipped. I'm excited. It should be here sometime this week. Anyways.. I still can't get Gina out of my head. I miss her a lot.. Fucking internet. It keeps going on and off on ( Read more... )

Ok so I wake up, stumble down my bunk-bed stairs, and sit down at the computer. I check my messages from Matt... and... Hunter S. Thompson committed suicide with a gunshot to the head. He was a fantasitc writer. A true American hero. But I'm sure he had his reasons... that or he was on some really bad trip ( Read more... )

Fuck yes.

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