Ignoring how much I hate my life and how unhappy I am, let's move on to events you actually care about ( Read more... )

I got a text this morning on the way to school from Jordan. It said, "Can I have your address ( Read more... )

Happy "eat now and slaughter them later" day.

This is almost certainly my favorite Jethro Tull song.

Meanwhile back in the year one when you belonged to no-one
you didn't stand a chance, son, if your pants were undone
`Cause you were bred for humanity and sold to society ( Read more... )

I felt the need to post this. Mollie gave this speech to her church:

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It was FANTASMIC. Saw it with Tara and Maria. I cried in the same two places I cried when I saw it in New York. Anyone that's ever seen it knows which places they are. And it was hella funny in places, too. What I love most about RENT is the themes. There's the obvious theme of artistic, bohemian east village New York in 1989. Then 2/3 of ( Read more... )

The directions were to write a mini essay on a meaningful experience of sorts. I knew writing about camp was too common and that writing about how messed up you've been is a big no no. So I wrote down some things that had played some sort of neat role recently, and this was the one that seemed to show me off best. Oh, and it's not indented ( Read more... )

I feel kind of pretty. I'm in my green skirt and brown boatneck shirt. My hair is down with a headband in it. I'm wearing makeup, but it's very natural. I don't know. I feel like tonight I look like I did last winter, which was unbelievably enough a bit better than this one. At least I got to see most of my closest friends all in one place ( Read more... )

What a downer. I mean, I knew all the things that would happen, but I was just gripped by the horror. I cried so much. Especially when he killed all those children. I certainly won't be watching that movie often.

So it would seem I've gone too far. I cut deep enough that my dad said I was close to touching the tendons which could cause ( Read more... )

I am out here studying stones ( Read more... )

...but I feel so horrible. So empty. I know why and yet I don't. I'm so lost. I don't know, feel free to call me (336 706 0248), because right now I find myself so strange and lonely, but antisocial. I don't know.