Jessy is coming! there is much rejoicing. and fond cartoon memories.... and pirates...

So, my college life comes to a close (assuming that nothing major goes wrong with the next three exams). As I'm looking at the next few days ahead, I'm nervous. I guess that's to be expected. I've got to make sure that I don't horribly fail any of these finals so that I can graduate. It's understandable ( Read more... )

It would seem that my graduation from college in imminent ( Read more... )

Okay, so I don't normally make posts on the bulletin board that I actually expect people to read. This is not a mindless survey or chain mail, but something I actually want you all to think about and take note of ( Read more... )

The past weekend went well, I think. Friday evening I stayed in and played video games as well as finished my novel. [i] A Dirty Job [/i] was quite a fun novel to read, and I especially like the idea of a six-year old "Death with a capital 'D'." Saturday I went with Sarah and Katie to a Cast show. They were playing at Firewater again, and I feel ( Read more... )

Another weekend here at home, and it's not so bad really. Although I don't like being alone, if I could cut the few people in my life out of it... I think I could deal with eternity alone for a little bit of me time. Sounds strange, coming from me. I've had a ton of "me time," or at least lots of time with no other humans around. The puppy has been ( Read more... )

I don't like valentine's day. That's all I have to say about that.

happy birthday austin, just because I don't talk to you anymore doesn't mean I don't care for you... I hope you're well and happy.

At the moment, today seems like it was a very long and exhausting day. In reality, I did very little for it to be long or exhausting though. Just happen to be tired ( Read more... )

Tonight, I figured that I could say a few words about death. Although, I generally get into trouble with others when I express my feelings on the subject, I remind you that this is my life and my journal and if you have something to say.... too bad ( Read more... )

It's about that time again. I liken the urges I get to write in a journal or share my thoughts to a voice inside my head. Generally, I hear the comment the voice makes or the idea it presents to me and I ignore it. I've found that ignoring the things I want to say is quite the good idea, as generally anything I say leads to bad. There are times, ( Read more... )