Okay...so whenever I have free time on my hands...I start typing everything out. I can't help it. I like writing it out...it makes me feel better about not talking about it...which I never do. I hate telling people things...even best friends who know me better than I know myself. I'm pathetic...and apparently full of oodles of time this weekend ( Read more... )

Day number two of using names ( Read more... )

"No matter who broke your heart, or how long it takes to heal, you'll never get through it without your friends ( Read more... )

I am in such a bad mood right now. One of my room mates honestly had the gall this evening to ask me to keep my closet doors shut. Sure...maybe I'll try once you stop dropping your shit in my underwear drawer, keep your clothes picked up so I don't trip every morning when you insist I keep the light off because you are too lazy to drag your ugly ( Read more... )

I am so ridiculously stressed out right now. When I woke up at 6:20 this morning, I was going to roll over, think of another time to work out, and go back to sleep...but I couldn't. I could not think of another time to work out today...and I got so stressed about thinking about how busy my day is going to be that I woke myself up. How f-ing ( Read more... )

I had my phone on silent all day...accidentally...I kind of wondered why I wasn't hearing anything from anyone ( Read more... )

I'm not hungry. One of my friends brought me a sandwich for lunch...I finally choked it down about a half an hour ago. I hate when I get like this. I've been missing an appetite for the past few days...but I've been fine. I've just not been hungry right away in the day...if someone eats lunch with me, I'll eat too...and then I've been okay...I eat ( Read more... )

I couldn't help it. I broke down last night. It was 11:15-ish...I had my laptop propped open on my lap...I was watching a movie...and I got an IM...of all things ( Read more... )

The people who bother me most are those who disappoint me. There aren't too many people with that ability, but there are a few. I think they bother me most because in order to disappoint me, you have to be someone who I actually care about...and no matter how many awful things someone I care about does, I can never seem let go. That might be ( Read more... )

As of tomorrow, I will have gone three weeks without even kissing a boy ( Read more... )