i need to vent.
due to the fact that i have no friends, i must vent through my live journal.
this is sad.
so, as lame as it may sound, my graduation is imporatant to me.
as much as my sister and i fight, i did want her to be present for my graduation ( Read more... )

i totally just finshed hanging up all of the clean clothes that had been covering my couch and chair for a long time ( Read more... )

so this past weekend i have thought about food ( Read more... )

since i am deathly ill, i always have weird dreams, and last night i had this weird dream about meeting Mr. Rogers. He was like my idol when i was four, so I didn't think much of it until later this morning i saw that he died early this morning.
weird, eh?

i spend far too much time at work lj-ing and doing homework.
it's shit like that that gets you fired.
i should stop.
now.

touch me, click me. i own you, remember?

why does no one comment on my live journal entries?
are they really that bad?

i guess i too will jump on the bandwagon and share with you all the events of this past weekend.

really though, due to the fact that oodejavoo and silhouette6 have already done a pretty damn good job of filling you all in of what all occurred this weekend, i'll throw in some highlights they missed ( Read more... )

it's a bad day for nasa and our country.

That's pretty much how we get through our own lives,
watching television.
Smoking crap.
Self-medicating.
Redirecting our own attention.
Denial.