Corey's home. Good times are about to be had.

This is just a waste of space.

Is it ridiculous to pay $1.80 for really good coffee b/c there's a cute boy in te store that'll serve it to you ( Read more... )

My grandma came to visit me today. To see how I was doing. Probably because she knew I wouldn't be the one to make the visit ( Read more... )

Every time I write good entries at work they get deleted. I'm pissed now. It's always the serious ones too!! FUCK ( Read more... )

I'm just as tense as I was 11 hours ago, at 5am, when I woke from an hour and a half nap to face the reality that I only had about a page of my second paper written. More than a half of my belongings are packed and awaiting storage. Where did all of these things come from? I have no idea. All I want to do is sleep.

I got hit by one in the head. I looked up. I heard nothing, I saw nothing. 2 more. Still nothing. Maybe it's just my imagination. A hundred. A thousand. I stepped into a store for dinner. Millions. I needed an umbrella ( Read more... )

I have issues being definite. It's because I hate disappointments and more importantly disappointing other people ( Read more... )

I hate "little talks". You know, ones that start of with someone saying to you, "Let's have a [little] talk." You immediately know that something must be wrong, talks like this never end well ( Read more... )

I think I'm slightly bipolar. One minute everything is fine. And in a matter of seconds everything can be so ridiculously wrong. That counts as bipolar right ( Read more... )

I read my own journal. How gay is that? Not very gay at all really, I like to remind myself of how awesome I am (pssht...whatever..I do what I want ( Read more... )