I was pulled over for a broken taillight. Turns out he really wanted a full cavity search. Well you know what, bitch? Looks like I really wasn't carrying condoms full of cocaine in my rectum all along, you anal-probing asshole ( Read more... )

Wendy knew this guy in high school named Tyler Shannon. He was a smart guy, up until high school, where he explicitly stated during a moment of realization in U.S. History class, "You know, slavery wouldn't have been so bad if it didn't happen." He also happened to be the Ottumwa High School football quarterback ( Read more... )

I've been away from my computer a lot lately, and I apologize, computer. I don't even have a name for you. Maybe Crenshaw. Or Butte ( Read more... )

EDITOR'S NOTE: AS SOON AS I GOT HOME, I FOUND OUT THAT RYAN HAD DONE THE DISHES. RYAN, YOU ARE MY FAVORITE HETEROSEXUAL ROOMMATE.Right now I am very sad. Sad at people and at life. My house is depressing ( Read more... )

I got home this afternoon from Austin, Texas at 2 in the afternoon. If you would ask me about the trip, I would tell you that I had fun and that I would recommend you to do the same. Go down to Austin and enjoy yourself. Iowa sucks during spring break. Trust me, I know. Almost every spring break I've ever had has been spent staying at home, ( Read more... )

Weather's great. Work today was productive. Studied hard. Got a lot of reading done, and yet, I'm still going to be screwed for my tests tomorrow. Two midterms, one in Japanese, the other in Modern Chinese Writers. Tuesday/Wednesday has oral tests in store for me for both Chinese AND Japanese. What a coincidence. Then Thursday and Friday are ( Read more... )

I feel so undeserving. I feel so confused. Unwanted. Useless. Unloved. I don't want anything to do with anybody. I don't want to be in school. I don't even want to be ( Read more... )

Some of you may wonder what happened to the posts. Well, nothing. I'm just at a point where, even though there's lots of things to share, I'd rather be selfish about it ( Read more... )

This journal entry is dedicated to my dear, tender, loving mother, Mrs. Flavia Ho ( Read more... )

Well, I've done my personal ultimate. I have given my mother the address of my livejournal. The journal that has sustained me for five years. I also gave her the link to my photobucket site... and, admittedly, I even gave her my username and password of my facebook account so that she could see the friends I've made. I trust her a lot ( Read more... )