I have been so stressed out that it is making me physically sick. My movie is coming along fine, I am about to start on my punk rock paper, and I completed my film journals. I will update fo' real after Tuesday.

Friendz Only. !!!!

My dorm in England was located in a district of Birmingham called Northfield. Northfield was super ghetto and dirty and home to many derelicts. The good thing about it was that it was within walking distance and it had many little shops lined up along Bristol Road. Heather introduced me to this store called Home Bargains. It was this really really ( Read more... )

My friends from England are coming in less than two weeks. I feel excited and nervous. I hope I can provide them with a decent "California Adventure".

If I was rich, almost all my problems would be solved. Well, all the ones that dealt with finances at least.

My feet hurt bad and I want a massage. Any takers? No?

I wish I was still in Los Angeles where the fun is ( Read more... )

I have done so many horrible things in the past.

I planned to write some out to see how it felt, but I keep erasing them because I am too ashamed for anyone to know of them.

It was an odd experience seeing two of my friends get married. I have known Daniel since forever and I met Jenny when I was a freshman in high school and seeing them exchange vows sorta blew my mind away. Monica and I got there 1 second before the ceremony began.The reception was pretty fun. Monica and I sat with Jonathan and Megan. Megan spiked ( Read more... )

I feel gross and slightly ill. Many things have contributed to this current feeling ( Read more... )

Riding the bus to Santa Ana was a disgusting experience. All the freeways to Los Angeles were closed on the day I left, so they informed us when we reached Bakersfield that we were stuck there for an undetermined amount of time. These bus delays would provide much frustration for me for the rest of the day. An hour or so later, the driver came back ( Read more... )

My best friend Robert's birthday was yesterday. I wasn't home when he called from Italy and I did not email him, nor do I care to. I am an asshole ( Read more... )