So it's late and all, but I just have to say that I'm losing a grip on that, that thing you know, that I'm feeling kind of "weird" about, or I guess nostalgic and I'm finally just letting it all go and I just try to latch onto it but I can't figure out why I care at all, oh Chrissy McJerryCurl, I hate you, I hate you, just for being you, but you ( Read more... )

SUCKS SUCKS SUCKS.

Hey, you know, there once was a donkey and he turned out to be a jack ass.

Goodbye redheads, helloooooo blondes!

So what the fuck has been wrong with life lately. Reading everyone's entries I see how gruesome the daily grind is becoming. I'm on break and am as angry as ever, not looking forward to next ten minutes, ten days, ten years. It's all a wash, a big waste so if anyone who has a car and a curfew later than midnight, please hook a Kim up and you will ( Read more... )

So I know my posting has been sporadic. For the record, I'm in a fight with my one fake roomate. Grades are good. Got my driver's license. Trying to get good at something, anything, at the moment, pool. Too much working out, too much worrying about everything. Given up drinking and dating and smoking and living at all. Reading too much. ( Read more... )

With a burst of spontaneity, we decided last minute to go to UPenn to visit my buddy Ryan. Which is where I am now. In an apartment. Watching Arrested Development. Feeling very awkward because Ryan's roomate Elliot just came in. I'm exhausted, but I can't sleep ( Read more... )

Everything is not good enough. You can work and work and work and work and do everything in your power to make some day or some moment valuabe but that never guarantees that someone else will agree with you. All it really means is that you're not good enough, and never will be. I'm not good enough.

Whoa, that last entry was pretty dramatic haha. Well, everything turned out fine. We made it there in a record 8 1/2 hours ha, and we returned home in 4.
Anyway, my Thanksgiving break has been too short, and now I'm waiting for Winter break.

I am a nervous wreck. Tomorrow Max and I leave for Connecticut. I bet you're wondering who Max is. I bet you're also wondering why I'm going to Connecticut. Max is my best friend here. I think he has the prettiest eyes ever. He wrote me a love letter. I'm going to Connecticut tomorrow because my other best friend, Alyssa, whom I often refer ( Read more... )