Katy's been on my LJ.  I just saw my new interests today and cracked up.  Let Santa go!  Ha ha.  That Katy always makes me laugh.  Except when we were younger she'd randomly chase me around the house on a whim until she inflicted violent acts upon me.  Yeah.

Life's pretty good.  I hurt someone unintentionally while I was just being honest.  I hate ( Read more... )

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The goat has christmas lights, but it doesn't kick out its legs. Ever since Meisa posted that little tidbit about the goat kicking out its leg I've rolled over it every time the page opens too. But it doesn't kick when it has Christmas lights. That's ok, they're pretty ( Read more... )

We are so alone. The white rains beats down on the concrete earth. I refuse to lower my head, the raindrops pelt my face and drip down my forehead. I find it refreshing, the cold and the wind reminding me of my livelihood. I don't answer the phone, I don't want to talk right now. Why does the human feel a need to isolate oneself sometimes? ( Read more... )

Yay! I turned in my UC application. I'm especially happy because I got a fee waiver; I don't have to pay $220. Thanks, parents, for having ten kids. I applied to Berkeley (psh), Irvine, Santa Barbara, and of course, my back up, Santa Cruz. I wanted to apply for UCLA hella bad but I just found out for the theatre department you have to audition ( Read more... )

I was doing my Latin homework and eating choclate truffles when I had the most brilliant beyond brilliant idea to put on my old *N SYNC CD, geniusly titled No Strings Attached.  I hadn't listened to it for about two years, and as soon as I heard Justin's melodius vocals I couldn't remember the reason why.  Space Cowboy.  It Makes Me Ill.  It's ( Read more... )

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Today I had a random immense emotional sense of sadness when I got on the internet and saw a bunch of ads selling stuff. I don't know why, I just think the whole material world is a crock of shit. Who cares if my sweater is really Ralph Lauren or not? Why does it matter if I prefer not to dress a certain way? Society, parents, friends, the ( Read more... )

Damn don't I know what I want? I want it and then I change my mind, I make a move and then freeze up when he returns it. I guess follow my gut, I've thought about it logically but still don't know; but my gut keeps changing all the time too. Damn why does there have to be romantic feelings wouldn't this work out better if we were just friends ( Read more... )

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