Ok, it's only been about a million years since I last updated this journal. It's like every journal I've ever kept (yes, I have occasionally kept a real journal, ooh, I'm a sensitive guy!)I get excited and write in it every day for a while and then it just fades away...into the twighlight ( Read more... )

As of a few hours ago, the world lost one of the most brilliant, loving, caring, devoted, and inspiring minds I have ever known. Frieda Thomas was my gifted teacher through my entire six years of elementary school. She was my Future Problem Solving coach. She was a friend of our family and one of the greatest teachers I've ever had. She opened ( Read more... )

So, I'm really bored...however, this conversation I just had did do something to alleviate a little bit of the boredom...check this out ( Read more... )

Hello, all, this is a letter to Eve. About our stupid papers. Carry on ( Read more... )

My little cousin is three. These are the things she has taught me tonight ( Read more... )

So, prom was fun. My date was the hottest girl there and that always makes these kind of social events more enticing to begin with. Eve's "before-prom" party was the jam. Especially the begining, when it was just me, Elizabeth, Brendan Kretzhahahamkr, Katie Davis, Allison Griffin, and her boyfriend "Johnny Rod". Oh, Halper and Simon were also ( Read more... )

I wrote a new song today.  I have all the music, but not all the lyrics...this is what I have thus far...

Waking softly,

Entertain me,

Breathing heavy,

Exit slowly...

Exit slowly, exit slowly, somber requiem for me, exit slowly, exit slowly, draw the curtain, fade to black...

And that is all I have so far.  I'm thinking of calling it Dues ex ( Read more... )

French girls are hot. 'Nuff said. Oh, and Jay...

"I CALLED IT!"

mine. mine. mine mine. mine mine mine mine mine mine!

All of the people I usually rant to have left, and I feel like speaking to the masses. Not that the masses are listening, or even particularly interested...but what the hell. I feel inside me a strong rebelliousness...it arose from the questioning of my own beliefs. I asked myself "Why do I believe the things I do?" and the only conclusion I ( Read more... )

Happy Death Day, Kurt. Sometimes I think you might have had the right idea...