My sister might be pregnant ( Read more... )

Things get so fucked. You grow and your experiences grow with you, they grow in number, but not in size. They get smaller, less significant. With each one you leave behind a piece of you. Something you invested your whole self into no longer seems significant, that was a year ago. Now you're a different person and you're having a different ( Read more... )

I have this feeling of dissatisfaction again. really it's the only time i want to write in my journal. I have all these things floating through my mind, these "feelings" that i can't describe in words. If i could actaully describe them i guess i could decode them enough to take some action. But all i have are whiffs of something i can't quite put ( Read more... )

At this point in my life i think i need to update myself and get my head straight. I'm in Austin and I have a job now. I just found out today i have it. It's good, it helps me establish myself. The social situations wear me out sometimes. Apparently weirdos are everywhere. I don't want to deal with socially incapable people. I just want to laugh at ( Read more... )

I just took the last test of my college career. Feels a little odd. This part of my life is over, at least officially. Yipes ( Read more... )

It's 6 o'clock. It's time, i think, for the annual cacoonary when i come out of my shell. Who said humans don't hibernate anyways? whoever it was...well, he was wrong ( Read more... )

Miss Deaf Texas got hit by a train. The ironing is delicious
http://www.cnn.com/2006/US/03/14/beauty.queen.death.ap/index.html

List of things that must die:
#1. World

I'm writing in this thing for old times sakes. I used to post my weekend excursions on here all the time back in the day. I think this is gonna be fun ( Read more... )

you know, alot of time, life is harsh, and so are people. People are alot more harsh then life, because life is nature, which doesn't have a persolnatily, or a soul really. It just goes about its thing, and if you dont' like it, too bad, becuase it's comstaant, so i'm not angry at it. It's people that i'm really anry at. Why do we/they choose to ( Read more... )