I'm so over it. I'm over whiney bitches. I'm over being nice and compassionate and understanding everything. I am a child inside and because of that everyone wants a little part of my soul... and I'm not giving it away to any but one person. Sorry. That's the way it is. You wanna know why? You wanna know how I feel about Nessa? Cause no one ( Read more... )

Yah. Bored. Umm, I really gots nothing to say. Except... goddammit, why is it that I now have to have a reason to really not want to go back to NYU? I mean, I'm really excited to go back... but, yeah, it's gonna be really painful. I'm sure that most of the people who actually read this don't really care or want to know. And yeah, also no one ( Read more... )

I feel like I have a unique ability for breaking hearts, or crushing souls or something. Something that ends up being really shitty for everyone else. The happier I am, the more my friends are unhappy. I don't know what I'm trying to say, except that, yeah, I'm happy right now, and no one else is. And that sucks.

You might think that's sarcastic, but if you did, you couldn't be more wrong. Today was very good. I really like being able to be social. This is the only day of my life that I can remember being busy, but with people, and things that I like to do. It was just... I can't tell you how good it was. At the same time, I have just been hit by a ( Read more... )

My life has taken an interesting turn. I won't divulge any details, since I have no idea really, how anything will turn out. But, suffice it to say, I'm interested.

Fuck Jesus.  He hasn't saved anyone recently.  I mean, he's been dead for a while, so who's he been saving? Who can even prove he actually saved anyone anyway? By the way, if you haven't guessed, this is a fucking rant... if you're a christian: read this and possibly be incensed, then leave me angry comments so I can laugh at your idiocy.  Now, ( Read more... )

Snorg loppa con queso? Killa killa nog pik whore! Micka hash jil ign poh hytr ijn rew? I don't know what the hell that was about. I'm just thinking too much I think. AH CRAP! MORE THINKING! MUST KILL BRAIN!

I just pulled a ten hour bargain shift, minus the hour break, that makes nine hours of bargain. Bargain books are heavy, there are a shit-load of them, and so now my back hurts a lot. Plus I smacked my elbow really hard on a sharp surface and that hurts now too. I hurt, and, yeah, there were two other people helping, and were not even done yet ( Read more... )

i have no idea what i just wrote. i don't know anything. i don't make sense. mooki moki haokaloka. sex.

I recently bought the game Silent Hill 4: The Room, among others, for 50% off at Borders. So Stephanie and I started playing it tonight. And oh my god. It might be the most frightening thing ever. Because it's not just a movie. You, the player, are in control of what's going on. And there are creatures that rip themselves out of the wall and ( Read more... )