Some days, I feel like I've opened my mouth far too many times to apologize for. I am sorry, though. Sorry for having an opinion on nearly everything. Sorry for having something to say, and being dramatic. I'm sorry for over reacting... almost always... and I'm sorry that I'm so intense and stressful. Sometimes, I'm afraid that I will have ( Read more... )

every day... i become more and more convinced that death is a favorable alternative to philosophy 151H...

now, how'd they know about my hair ( Read more... )

woooooogie woogie woogie woo woo!

These are the days, my friends...

( these days... they pass... these memories... they last... )

"When an animal is used to test medicines, it is for the good of people who do not have to endure the test. It is for the good of people, that we kill animals for meat. When animals are killed for the sole purpose of looking pretty and selling art, things have been taken much too far."
Though I will not copy the remainder of the post, my friend ( Read more... )

so i had a little editing to do.... yet again. sorry guys.
So Sunday November 7, 2004.That day is the offical date for our unofficial soccer scrimmage ( Read more... )

So this is a notice for all of you who think you know what your car insurance covers. You don't.

make sure that your car insurance covers what is inside the car at the time.
Troy's $2500 worth of cd's are obviously hold the most monetary value out of what was stolen from his car. Incidentally, his car insurance doesn't cover inside the car ( Read more... )

So we go to Gulfport. 
We're gonna buy Troy clothes.  score. 
I get to make him buy button up shirts- score double score. 
I do, he buys, we have, I'm happy.

things I bought/and things brought (with me on the trip):
-one pair kick ass jeans
-one barbara streisand record (for mom)
-had my back pack with all my notes and my spanish book
-a little diary ( Read more... )

So yes.  I am, in fact.  Alive.  Let me write it in italics for good measure.
Alive.  alive indeed.
I shall record the remainder of this entry in italics, because they do, in fact, brighten my day. 
I like italics because the good stuff was always written in italics.  The secrets, the stage directions, the unspoken thoughts...  All in italics, so ( Read more... )