So you know how the vast majority of my entry title's are song lyrics? Well it's a really weird feeling when you realize that you have no idea which song you got it from ( Read more... )

 So I'm going up to school on Saturday and I'm pretty sure that I'm going to forget a bunch of things. My room is in the midst of being painted (it pretty much looks like the sun) so I can't find half my stuff. I feel like it's going to be hectic ( Read more... )

My summers pretty much over, and while it isn't on my list of bests (which pretty much consists only of the 07 one), it was somewhat solid ( Read more... )

So much has happened in the past weeks, I don't know what to say.

My grandma passed away on the 10th. I know I should feel guilty for not visiting her, but my memories of India are so distorted by the past that I have both a fear and love for the place, feelings I can't seem to separate.

I'm one of her namesakes, the youngest, and I look like her ( Read more... )

City today! And then maybe a Yankee game on the second, Lisa Chechi's wedding on the fifth and random stretches of boring in between.

Me and Mary Buchor's brother talked about how much we missed Mrs. Franck today, but how it'd be too awkward to get in contact with her now because it's been so long. The irony is that I've never talked to him before ( Read more... )

My friends Jenice and Amy were planning a small get-together for my birthday, but now it seems like no one can come. lol I know I'm being a hypocrite in saying this but I think I liked it better when everyone forgot my birthday.

I hung out with Danielle today, for an hour. I was happy I saw her, but really, is that what my life is now? An hour here ( Read more... )

"You know, back in the day, when you had asthma, the doctor prescribed you steroids. That's right, steroids son. And believe you me, you were mad cute then, but after one course, you gained all this weight and mom was like "wtf happened to my baby, yo ( Read more... )

My summer as of now consists solely of these things: work, sleep, my parents, One Tree Hill, ridiculous temperatures, random daya of goodness ala Lucas and Kenny, and a one mistake that probably isn't my worst, but my parents are never going to let me live down ( Read more... )

There is no prosperity without perseverance.
There is no hope with out faith
The clement search not for clarity
The cruel ask not for forgiveness

Among the thousands who find themselves adrift
In monotones, repetition, and dissatisfaction.
How many take pause to see?
As Gibran's arrows, do they note the path they flew,
Question their archer's aim ( Read more... )

My brother is on a retreat so I have the house to myself for the weekend. (Note to any ax-murders: I will fuck you up if you come here. No joke, stay away ( Read more... )