So my harddrive melted. Interesting summer. Nothing really has happened, but its ok since I'm only writing this in the hopes that Aurora is getting on, cause when my comp died it killed my aim. To no talkey talkey for me anytime soon. Anyway, Aurora if you don't call me sometime I'm kicking your ass hardcore.

Hooray for sleeping in! Thanks to Mr. Ryan's crazyful planning, I get to miss church for the NFL picnic. Hooray! In other news, I might be tutoring a couple of French children in English over the summer. I really hope I get to. It would give me a chance to practice my French, as well as another excuse to get out of the house. Yay. but I have ( Read more... )

my parents keep buying me "lean cuisine" frozen dinners. . .
are they trying to tell me something?

Back again back again jiggidy jig. I guess since Aurora's started up one of these thingies I kinda have to get back to it. *le sigh*

Today is one of those days I'm very near to making an emo post. agh. No one wants to hear it. . . least of all Karen, who I am pretty sure is the only one reading this thing anymore. Suffice it to say that I will soon be guzzling chocolate icecream and making myself fat. Cheers world. Basically, I have the same old problems again and again ( Read more... )

Ooookkkaaayyy. . . I realize that I haven't updated this in. . . forever. Meh. Nothing exciting has happened. I've started looking for my pieces for acting. I got in trouble at work today. My cousin's grandfather died so she had to leave, but her sister might come to stay. Other than that. . . hrm. I'm starting to save up money for an xbox ( Read more... )

*is triumphant*
Not only do I have a job, but I've kidnapped my, for lack of better word, cousin! She came down from Minnesota with her fam, and I convinced her that she needed to stay a week. . . or three. Okay, time to leave now. . .

*is triumphant*
MUAH HA HA HA! I am now the proud holder of a paying job! *grins* Now Vlad and Jason have to stop calling me lazy hippie. . . oh who am I kidding. Vlad can call me whatever he wants. *does happy dance* I'm so excited!

Retrospect is always clearer in relapse. There I was, barely breathing, lip bleeding, back against the wall. I was clawing at it with my fucking fingernails. And it was no one's fault. Don't get me wrong. Things like this don't happen often anymore. It's been a while since the last time I was terrified by something so innocent. And no one ( Read more... )