So yesterday was my birthday. It was also easily the worst day of my life. Oh the irony. Thanks to those of you who remembered (Kate, Bijan, Eric, Jamie, Trindle, Evan, Marcus, and Cassie), it means a lot considering my grandparents don't even remember my birthday. I got a card I guess last month that my parents never bothered to show me. ( Read more... )

I'm having trouble sleeping right now due to a bunch of stuff on my mind; some good, some bad, but enough to keep me up anyways ( Read more... )

Don't feel like writing all this out, so I'm gonna use my patented bullet style journal entry writing style ( Read more... )

I wanted to use this entry to post on how freakin' awesome Batman was, but I'll save that for when I talk to you in person or for another time maybe. I've wanted to write about this event though since it occurred on Monday, I've just been a little too busy to take the time and do so ( Read more... )

So let's see, I'm forseeing an long update, but who knows, maybe the medication of one writer's block is just the apprehension of another ( Read more... )

I recently found myself able to breathe again ( Read more... )

I figured that it was about time for a real update for a change instead of confusing entries that I have to explain in person. Disclaimer: yes, my last entry was supposed to be so ignorant. I was mocking the people who use Memorial Day as an excuse to get wasted, when its a holiday that is supposed to be used out of respect for people who have ( Read more... )

Spending my Memorial Day with a hangover.
Thanks dead guys.
Even more thanks to the Hellertown/Southside Bethlehem crew.

Will explain my last two entries in the next entry.

The narrator sits in a dark room lit only by his desklamp. His silhouette shuts his journal and sticks it in the top drawer of his desk while he takes a deep breath. He pushes back from his desk, stands, and walks out of the room the room, leaving his light on, his silhouette the only signs of his movement. In the background is the sound of a ( Read more... )

It seems at times that the pain of living must far exceed the estimable pain of death. In a world where hatred, revenge and anger are the more commonly embraced emotions, I find it impossible to not laugh at the people who believe there is far more good in this world than evil. Look around you and you will see the same things. It seems almost a ( Read more... )