So I'm pretty sure that in my long strange episode of events that I call life, I've come to realize that some things and some people just plain don't matter ( Read more... )

I can honestly say I'm soooo proud of myself! After 7 months of built up anger and resentment, I finally told him exactly what i needed to say.. well i could have said more, but remained reserved. I still can't belive I told off the director of that organization, but man did it feel great.. and I love that Ed was there the whole time ( Read more... )

I feel like things are so torn.... I love being home and seeing all my friends, but the madness of my household makes me miss living in a dorm room. I feel like when I'm away I'm consistently more happy with the life I made for myself, but here I am only happy when i am anywhere but my house ( Read more... )

It's amazing how mean and cruel people can be when they find something they want. I guess you never can trust them. Oh well I'm better than him and his whores, and I know I deserve better.

I have a boy texting me saying he misses me... I don't know what that means just yet, but it makes me smile.

I'm so close to being done with my first year of college. After this past week of finals, and my crazy drum corps weekend of learning the whole show so far in a matter of a day.... I'm severely sun burnt, and my brain is like a massive bowl of cold spaghetti, mushy and big pile of crap ( Read more... )

I'm going absolutely insane! I hate finals, i hate the Hadley Stop and Shop, I hate that boys are stupid, and for the love of God I hate being stressed. I had my final reflection for college writing due this morning which was fun cuz I made it a fairy tale about myself. I have my math final tomorrow which should be easy, but I have to go home ( Read more... )

Saturday was just what I needed after a stressful week/ weekend of cage... I love parties and I love it even more when I know everyone.. or almost everyone. I'd say feeling good, being complimented by a gay man, and being able to deny someone of going to a hotel with them, constitutes as a good night. Not to mention learned how to play asshole, ( Read more... )

I'm sick and tired of boys fucking with my emotions... when am I gonna get "that guy".... I hope soon enough...

... but good news... a new car... and drum corps started!

I just hope the past hour isn't forshadowing what the summer's gonna be like. Thank God for Dum corps ( Read more... )

I'll never be able to understand our generation of guys. Why is it that the girl ends up doing the waiting, well at least in my circumstances it always seems that way. I'm happy with the way things are, but at the same time there isn't really a sense of security. I love to be with him, I love to talk to him. He's definitely changed and he's shown ( Read more... )