I'm just so alone out here.

No, this is not a dead journal. Yes, there are many more entries than the one that shows up on the frontpage at a time. No, you may not have my username.

I hate my teeth, my nose, my skin, my hair...

It's Mother's Day.

one more day up in the canyon

I know what I want but I just don't know

how to go about getting it.

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just accidentally deleted every single picture on my computer. every one.

:(

And so it came to pass that an uncommonly beautiful woman added me on Facebook, one whom I didn't know, and after a quick check of the usuals was revealed to not be a spambot. I asked her; she had read some things I had written online, and wanted to add me up. Not for nothing, but everything about this girl is cool-- from Chicago, my age, educated ( Read more... )

I am consistently amazed by how many of my classmates, at every level, have been able to take copious notes and (I'm assuming) still get something out of the class at hand. The scribble scribble scribble or type type type. Me? I can be a student, or I can be a stenographer, but not both.