Looking back at my journal entries over the past year… I can’t believe what a bad place I was in. Honestly, I can’t believe you all put up with me. Some of what I wrote boarders on despair. Which makes sense because for a long time, quite frankly, I didn't think I'd be around this long. I’m so glad I’m not that person anymore. Granted, I’m not the ( Read more... )

So I failed my test by one point. Not suprising considering my history with driving tests. Now I'm just hanging out... feeling so mellow I can't stand myself. This is the sort of mood where fun things happen. Or great, drawn out conversations that last forever... No one remembers the exact words that were said or what was discussed, just a deep ( Read more... )

So. I'm back. I think. It just seems like I've got alot of time on my hands, so I might as well waste some of it with Live Journal. I promise to not be so pessimistic this time? Thats a lie, and we both know it. *grin*

I'm off to take the written drivers test so I can go cat sit for Michelle.

*Shakes what her mamma gave her*

I wrap my bitterness around myself like a cold cloak. I hide inside it, safe from the world. they can demean me, they can insult me, they can force the tears from my spent eyes, but always, always bitterness will encase my heart, protecting the soft flesh within like the husk of a dragon fruit. This is why I never cry when I am near despair. I ( Read more... )

When we came into Denver the light was beautiful. It was that soft, weak light that you only get at very high altitudes, and it shone through the clouds and humid air in such a way that you could see the individual sun beams connect to the earth, a life line between us and the heavens. The sky was dark with thunderclouds, and the air sat, heavy and ( Read more... )

So I’m in a layover in Denver, and I’m getting wireless, but I have to pay for it, which is stinky and I refuse. It is 7:12, except that it’s not because when I was flying I lost time and now it is 9 or something. My lap top is charging. It’s also playing the same white stripes song over and over. No one understands how I can listen to the same ( Read more... )

So I’m sitting on Jenn’s (remembered both n’s that time!) front porch, waiting for another exciting math par-tay. We’re studying for a test that I’m fairly certain I’m going to fail. Hopefully I’ll fail high, though. If someone had told my 4.0 hyperactive grade whore middle school alter ego that I would ever hope to fail a test on the high side, ( Read more... )

This one is just to weird to pass by.


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My stomach hurts, my ears hurt and I'm all around grouchy. Not angry or frustrated or depressed. Just sort of a very self satisfied grouchy. It rocks ( Read more... )

So I’m sitting the library, and Ian won’t shut up. Jenny says I have to be quiet or move, since Jennifer Ash’s lap top takes 10 minutes to boot up, so she’s staying put. Yay for Jenny.

I got my rooks pierced yesterday.

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