Well, you know that bug bite I talked about in my last entry? Well, right when I got off the phone with my dad earlier this evening, I felt something weird on my leg. As if a bug was crawling on it. I looked over and saw blood oozing out of the bug bite. And I don't mean a little blood. I'm talking A LOT of blood. A big botch of blood had formed on ( Read more... )

Ugh! I can't sleep.

My left calf has this big red bump on it. It looks like a bug bite, but it hurts worse than any bug bite I've ever had before. And the red bump is huge. I hope it isn't anything serious. I'll just leave it alone and hope that the swelling goes down.

If you see this entry...then that means I trust you.

I will continue to take off names if I see fit.

Whoever is sending my journal entries to Lauren...please stop. You're doing more harm than good. There's a reason why she's not on my friends list. She doesn't want me looking at her entries, thus I don't want her looking at my entries.

If she keeps getting these e-mails, then I will make all of my entries private.

I've been up all night working on a paper for my Marriage, Family and Intimacy class. The topic I chose was 'Sexuality" thinking it would be easy...I was wrong. I have to leave for school in 20 minutes and I only have 2 paragraphs. I will be so screwed if I have to present in front of the class ( Read more... )

Well, it looks like I've entered the business of professional wrestling. I'm the Chief Advertising Executive for Pro Wrestling Guerrilla. I hope this will get me into other parts of the business like helping book shows and such. I'm not in this to make a profit. I'm doing this because I want to learn.

I'm not saying anyone should hack an ip address.

Now with that said, here's an ip address of a VERY annoying person: 203.131.149.36

But if someone were to hack that ip address, I wouldn't blame you.

Once again, the ip address is 203.131.149.36

Birch Barlow: "Mayor Quimby, you are well known for your lenient stance on crime, but suppose for a second that YOUR house was ransacked by thugs, YOUR family was tied up in the basement with socks in their mouths, you try to open the door but there's too much blood on the knob ( Read more... )

I got a call at 6 AM from Lauren. She was crying and screaming at me saying I ruined everything because I told her mom about her new boyfriend. I told her this is not possible because I haven't even spoken to her for weeks. I also filtered my entries so that only close friends and people that I trust could read them. But of course, logic didn't ( Read more... )

It's late and I'm tired so I'll keep this short ( Read more... )