i'm going through a crazy room organization spree in an attempt to clear my mental clutter. in the process i have realized at least two things. the first is that receipts and all notes written to me in pencil, which i had thrown into a drawer like the not-so-closet hoarder that i am, fade with time and will eventually become unreadable. one ( Read more... )

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following the zeitgeist of the times (that is the last few posts on my friends page), i would just like to say that recently i don't feel like i ever have the time. where is all this other additional time that i need? i'm never going to have it just fall into my lap. too often have i said things like "i'm busy," "i'm working," "I'd love to, but ( Read more... )

i have always had a love for beautiful, old things.

after a very long of never wanting to take my behind-the-wheel driving test, i now have to take it on tuesday. what am i going to do?! i'm pretty sure i am going to fail. i don't know what person would unleash a horrible driver like me into the world of other drivers. what to do, what to do. i don't want to drive! i seriously fear for my ( Read more... )

i don't know how to have fun. i wonder if i would be better now if i had learned the fundamentals of fun as a child. though i would like to convince myself that i would be more socially adjusted as an eighteen-year-old girl had my parents attempted to give me socializing lessons, or even just lessons in being sociable, i don't think it would have ( Read more... )

i'm back home.

so i know my birthday is pretty much more than a month away, and i know that posting this is entirely presumptuous as i am assuming i have a number of friends who would want nothing more than to buy me gifts on my birthday, but as i have almost nothing to do right now and would like to purchase items outside of my means, i am going to create a very ( Read more... )

i feel like a horrible failure. i seem to be doing poorly in every aspect of life. this is something i can maybe attribute to loneliness, but i kind of just want to attribute it to my own mediocrity. ahhhhhh.

mysteriously, i have internet in my room! it may only last for these few precious moments, but all the same: send me e-mails!