I have found a new obsession: MySpace.com. I've been on there for the past hour. Maybe it's because I'm alone at the apartment tonight without cable...maybe it's because I have no life. Either way, it's better than staring at the wall ( Read more... )

I am a pig. I keep biting my tounge...but that's only the start ( Read more... )

So I don't know exactly how I'm supposed to feel ( Read more... )

Je suis fatigue. Je suis fatigue de fonctionnement et fatigue de vie. Je veux reveiller et suis un grandi en haut. La fin.

OK, so Summer C is FINALLY OVER! And I got an A. Damn skippy ( Read more... )

Being sick is gay.

The end.

I've moved some stuff into my new apartment. It's awesome! I have my bathroom all set up and I brought the TV and my stereo over there. I figured I'd probably be there often this week (since my mom's bringing the furniture Saturday), so I also brought my dished, crockpot, toasteroven...and some food. I'm so excited. I wish I didn't have my job at ( Read more... )

For the past two months I've felt like an outsider. I feel like everytime I come home, or I walk into a room, I'm interrupting. I hate it. It's almost as if I'm _____. All I want to do is crawl into a ball and die. I just want it to stop. I want to transfer schools, or graduate, or something. Anything. I just want to get away from this feeling of ( Read more... )

I've learned a very important lesson today, thanks to Nancy:
If a "word" has a pattern (ie. con., vowel, con., vowel, con.), it is a real word.

Hurray for Scrabble :).

So, except for my recent recurring stomach aches, it's been a good week ( Read more... )