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The casings on my cell phone and camera are broken. My back hurts when I turn a certain way. I have Mr. Pibb all over my pants. I'm fucking through with this. I'm a lot happier when I don't have to worry about him. I don't think I've wasted the past fourteen months of my life, persay, but I'm glad they're over ( Read more... )

Sociology was gay as usual. Everyone was falling asleep, so we got out twenty minutes early. Cody and I were talking and he ended up walking with me all the way to my car. Incidentally, he was late for his statistics class. He doesn't like it anyway ( Read more... )

Justin Timberlake beat out George Harrison for a grammy. Let me say that again. JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE (of the now deceased and never to be thought of again N'Sync) beat out GEORGE FUCKING HARRISON for a grammy ( Read more... )

I drank last night and was an asshole to everyone ( Read more... )

Half-Cocked
Random Brutal Sex Dreamer (RBSDf)    Fiery. Hungry. Blatant. Sexual. Christ. You are Half-Cocked ( Read more... )

Steve fucking McGoffin called me last night. He wants me to go to a show at Toys Saturday night because his friend's band is playing their last show or something. I haven't talked to that motherfucker in forever. I miss him. I'm so going.

Fuck, man, this relationship shit is hard. That's life for you, I guess ( Read more... )

I had the brilliant idea of taking four caffiene pills during second hour. One pill is the equivalent of two cups of coffee. Prepare yourself for an entry from hell ( Read more... )

He sent me an e-card asking me to be his valentine. agh god I suck.

P.S. - I'm cold.