I make stories longer than they have to be. This entery is no execption.

Nothing too interesting has happened since I last updated. My life is uninteresting and pathetic, the sad thing is that I like it that way.

When it comes to my writing, I have been very unproductive lately. I haven't completed a whole chapter in the book I was working on during ( Read more... )

Saturday was lots of fun. Manda, Jessie, and I all drove down to Jackson to see a show. The show itself weasn't all that great because the crowd was dead. Noah recognized me and The Happy Accidents all seemed happy to see us so I guess that we didn't come off as too stalkerish. Afterwards we invited the saxophonist from tHA's, Andrew, out to Taco ( Read more... )

It's been awhile, 40 days to be exact[ish]. But I'm back. I was crazy to give up blogging, but on the bright side I've been using my urge to write in a more beneficial way. I've been writing a book. I'm on the 6th chapter and according to Jake it's about 104 novel sized pages long so far. He's a guy from my church who writes short stories and ( Read more... )

I know that it isn't healthy to reward myself with food but getting my back walkover today was my final arguement for allowing myself a broccolli and cheese lean pocket. Life's been good. Valentines Day Party tomorrow at my house and then winter formal on Saturday. Does anyone want to support 30hourfamine? Let me know.

The good thing about pretty skinny friends is that you get to bump elbows with all of the beautiful people. The bad thing about pretty skinny friends is that you don't feel as pretty and skinny around them.

I had a pretty good weekend. Dan and Sara came over for awhile after an extra long Friday night practice. I had a competition on Saturday. We lost and I slightly pulled a muscle in my hip but it was fun nonetheless. Afterwards, Matt picked me up and I went to the Red Eye with him, Sara, and Emma. When we were there we ran into Ben, Chris, and ( Read more... )

" My name is Andrea Walker. Every year, the annual death toll for starvation is more than the South Asia tsunami and Hurricanne Katrina combined. Every 3 seconds a child dies from hunger. That means that everytime you take a breath, a child suffering from starvation takes their last. Fortunately, there are things we can do to help end this ( Read more... )

I'm grounded for a week because I wouldn't let my mom play my PS2. My dad bought it for me but she told me that I couldn't play it because I forgot to take something downstairs. She was playing it though and according to her she's allowed to get away with that because it's her house so everything here is half hers, even though my child support pays ( Read more... )

I've been having weird dreams lately. My mother blames it on the Playstation, I blame it on the STD"s because apparently I'm a whore now. Now if I was murdered it'd be okay because I'm not a deceased well-respected nun.

I had a good New Years Eve. I had a party at my house. It was only Dan, Emma, Sara, Liz, and I, but it was a fun party Nonetheless. More people called that night and asked if they could stop by but they never did, Clone called too late or else I would have let him. The best part of the night was when us girls ran outside around the block welcoming ( Read more... )