pretty much, i was supposed to go to the city today but i didnt. which sucks. but whatever. uhmmmm so ive been listening to music all day and being an IM junkie. but whatever. and yes, i am fully aware of the fact that i said but whatever three times. "but its only twice" you say. but whatever ( Read more... )

for anyone who still reads this, let me just let you know that i am BORED AS FUCK. it is a friday night. and what is happening in my life? NOTHING. granted, its better than starving, freezing in the rain or being in jail, but its a friday night and im home. how wack is that.
that is all.

just kidding about the title, btw. or maybe not so much ( Read more... )

so far, i think the only free day of my week has been monday, and that's only because i can't remember that far back. tuesday, i go home after gymnastics, and i get to my train station at 9:10. i get home, and my brother tells me, "alisa called". so i call her on her cell #, and she says, "maka. come over. QUICK." so i think there's some ( Read more... )

you know whats really cool? that someone would dedicate so much time out of his/her day to document what i say, think, whisper, touch, write, see. its kinda... stalker-ish but at the same time almost touching because someone would have such a strong emotion towards me [whether love or hate] to comment on my now-dead xanga every time i wrote even ( Read more... )

house party ( Read more... )

wow i havent updated since like 2004. well ive become a horrible person with worse morals than before, ive taken up cigarettes although only on occasion, ive taken up drinking but nowhere near as much as id like to, ive taken up smoking pot but if i had my way id be doing that, not here on the computer. as you can kinda sorta maybe tell, ive ( Read more... )

i havent written here in ages. oh wellz ( Read more... )

[]this is a copy and paste of what i wrote to cinna cuz im a lazy shit... but its a perty good summary of what i think of this place ( Read more... )

summer. the time of beaches, vacations, parties, and small clothing. The time when Mexicans have a flirting spree. Hot mornings, passionate nights. Fun, happiness, joy, craziness, tears. Well, we have to lose the water somehow, right? All’s well that ends well? Sure ( Read more... )