How do you begin an entry into a journal, when you feel as if your life has been changed? It's been a while since I last wrote in here, or any of my journals for that matter. My life has been going by so fast, and I sadly, have not taken the time to relect on any of it. Where have I been? What have I been doing? And where along the line did I ( Read more... )

I no longer own a heart. Today it was stomped on, laughed at, then thrown outside the window of a moving car. I am now an even more bitter, angry fucking individual than I ever was. It's funny how you think you can love someone and they can rip out your heart with such ease ( Read more... )

Ok, so here is the deal now. I know everything keeps changing, but I'm not really one to just ignore opportunities when they present themselves ( Read more... )

I never really thought about how weak my immune system was until I realized that I had Pluracy, a condition where the lining of your lungs gets inflammed, and it feels as if you are beiing stabbed as you try to breathe. Old people who have just been sick are the ones who are "supposed" to get Pluracy. Then *BOOM* All of the sudden I have it. Then I ( Read more... )

Bleh, I was sick the whole GD weekend. Then, I get worse, with something else! IT was icky...

I'm going to Albuquerque this weekend. Should be fun. Now I just need a ride there.....

~*MO*~

P.S.

I really miss Sean.....

And I ask this because, well, some of the things I've seen, heard, watched, experienced....I, most of the time, cannot believe that I've lived through them all. Some have been amazing, some terrifying, but all have shaped the person that I am ( Read more... )

So I tried EVERYTHING I could to get a car and money to go to Price and see him. But I found the money, and couldn't find a car. GRRR fucking grrr. It was so irritating and I wanted to go so bad....I cried. He called me and says, "What's the good word?" and I told him that it just wasn't going to work, and *sigh*. I hung up the phone and cried ( Read more... )

Whenever my little sister begins to speak, I want to choke her until she starts crying. Grrr. So I brought the dirty clothes downstairs so we could do the laundry. And I separated about half of them into their different little piles. Then we called Sylvia downstairs so she could separate them. But instead, she turned everything on me, and ( Read more... )

HE calls me just before he leaves. I think he's done that on the last three trips he's taken. Which, I just love so much! I love to know he's thinking about me enough to call and say goodbye. Of course, it also scares me ( Read more... )

I've finally done it. I've worked myself sick. Everyone has told me that it was possible, but I never listened. Of course, I think that the heat and not eating had a lot to do with it. In fact, I know that was most of it. Some of it was a lack of sleep. I've been waiting up for Sean to call me. Which is strange to me, I used to miss his ( Read more... )