Sometimes it just hurts. How can one person be so foolish and naive. How can another person be so unfair and hurtful ( Read more... )

The whole world just needs to know that this girl is one of the best things that has ever happened to me. My life would be incomplete without her. My magical lab parter... we helped make morphine injections today... that was fun!

I feel ill, broken, and empty. Anxiety attacks in the middle of walmart for no apparent reason. Maybe it's because walmart is too big. Athens tonight. Back to packing.

Sorry for assisting in the invasion of privacy... be it the unspoken obligation of sisterhood or simply the fact that she can beat the hell out of me, I can't turn her down.

Classes begin again in a month and 2 days... how intense... where the hell did summer go? I know where summer went and I can't say I'm sad to see it go. Already I feel like I'm going to look back and sigh about the Summer of '06.
Wake up, eat, take a nap, wake up, eat, go to bed, repeat. <-- that's how I plan on spending the rest of my summer. ( Read more... )

when do you decide that you've had enough? when is it just too much? Do you linger around and contemplate and pretend like everything is going to be fine? Do you say forget it? Do you do everything in your power to revive it? What do you do when you don't know what you want? When all of your options are incomplete? Every day I wake up feeling empty ( Read more... )

There are times in life when I honestly can't believe that the things that are happening to me are actually happening. Times when the events that occur are things you could only imagine happening in the movies... but alas... this is my life... no projectors, no screens. The actors are on stage, there are no scripts on hand, and no one knows what ( Read more... )

Oh Rene... be smart.

I simply don't know what to do with myself. With you = miserable. Without you = miserable. All hopes and dreams obliterated. I don't know how to be, or how to act, or how I really am. Sucks. Completely and totally sucks ( Read more... )

The end is drawing near. Or the end of the beginning. Or just another transition. Whatever, no more dorm life is really what I care about. That and no more history. Thursday at 11 am I will be a very (sleepy considering the final starts at 8) happy person because I will have just completed my last essay for history (hopefully ever ( Read more... )

When every conversation begins with "the other day *insert name* and i were..." i feel really sorry for the person who has to listen to that conversation ( Read more... )