I knew I said that this was not going to be just another stress journal, but I never said it wouldn't have any stress in it, did I ( Read more... )

When I graduated highschool, I knew I was starting to slip. My mind was dissipating instead of expanding with the new experiences that threw themselves at me. The summer of '03 saw a fast, downward regression of my mentality- the picture in my head faded. The clever quips were gone. The fevered poetry was down to a tepid note-taking, with no ( Read more... )