Holy Fuck, I'm tired. Definitely got home at 11. I hate having to wait on Ms. Zell to start her car ( Read more... )

Birthday presents...in order ( Read more... )

I'm back (in the saddle again....I'm BAAAACK... i love that song). Fun was had today. Made fun of Mike's ass, spooned w/ mah hoes, watched a hot hot hot hot irish man shoot people and then pray for them, discussed glass music balls, and halloween possibilities and cured hiccups ( Read more... )

I've had severe Tabbouli jones since prom. My dad is bringing some home. He does cool stuff sometimes( Read more... )

Yargh, the last three poems I've written have had repetition out the yin-yang.

Coming home to a house free of condescension is absolutely awe inspiring.

I'm sick of having everyone else decide for me. I'm sick of not being in control of my life. I'm sick of being who everyone else expects me to be.

On the bright side, my dad is out of town to take the builders exam, which means a partial break. I need it.

some people on Allphilosophy are completely narrowminded and completely buy into all this cnn propaganda

formal apology to the 50 kajabillion people who IM-ed me. I went to sleep shortly after getting home and forgot to sign off before i did.

the fun thing about driving home alone is the fact that one can be uninhibited enough to sing this song at the top of ones lungs.

( Natalie Imbruglia- One More Addiction )