I have the worldest longest bus ride in store for me tomorrow.

Broken Social Scene.
Last time seeing Joel.
'nuff said.

I must write about my  discomfort with watching people make out. What is it? It doesn't matter what the configuration of the couple, male or female or whatever. I am just sort of grossed out by people exchanging spit.  Sort of embarrassed, I think. Like, what am I supposed to do with my hands? Know what I mean? It's similar to when you are ( Read more... )

I hate everyone.
As cliche' and teen angsty as that sounds, I really do.

Oh my god.
Why didn't I think of this before?
I might/will hopefully be spending the rest of my summer in san diego.
Please, please, please.
Let me get what I want.

The past  couple days all I've been doing is playing video games, listening to Jrock, and eatting pot stickers.
Heaven.
Super Man tonight wtih Joel.

I'm going to order myself a mail-order bride.
An asian.

My body is going to quit soon.
I just know it.
The job hunt continues, I could work for Will. 
Will - Sexual predator/terrorist.
Wouldn't that make a hell of a tv show.

I guess I started screaming at Kiel and Sage last night.
I don't remember this.
Let me repeat: my body will be quitting on me soon.
I just know it.

Only four more days left of babysitting.
This is seriously hell.
I can't stand these kids and their stupid, needy, unreliable parents.
Thank god I'm getting a good amount of money.
Shell get's back weds night.

So, I'm finally home after spending 3 or 4 days away ( Read more... )