I tend to measure my life in how I've affected the lives of others. So when I overheard my four and a half year old brother singing PINK FLOYD, I knew I had done something right.

Life at home is at an all time low. I try to be happy. I have so much to be happy for. I have a great school, great friends, a pretty good job, I got into the acting program I wanted to, the list goes on and on. But it's hard to be happy when you come home and hear that you are a worthless, immature, slutty, dumb, bitchy, ungrateful piece of ( Read more... )

Isn't it amazing that whether you believe in evolution or creationism all of the progress of the universe/God's infinite wisdom can be found within the common dill pickle?

In other news school is making me sad a bit. But not so sad I can't smile and shop and ponder the wonders of pickles!

Mr. Lukie is fun.

If the rest of the school year is this easy I'll be fine!

Be my lover.

Is it so wrong that I still believe in the fairy tale? Still believe in true love? I still have hope that everything can work out ok, even for emo freaks like me.

So I dressed all punked out today to counteract my extreme preppyness lately. Just so everyone knows I haven't sold my soul. For a much more exciting look at the last two days events see candycarebear

My main journal is going to be candycarebear now, if you want to add it. I will update this one, but only for more private info!

Folk Fest So Far ( Read more... )

It's funny how much I hate you.