I have not posted in a very long time, I see, but hey, I should in the future.  Things have changed for the better, and I have found a lot to live for.  I am not the same person who posted on that horrid day in September, 2007. 

I really hate to be doing this, as I am the one of the few people on this planet who normally do not do this. But this journal will now be friends-only. This isn't too much of a change, as I know that no one new is going to be adding me, persay.

So, I graduated, and as I figured, it was not any sort of wonderful feeling. I skipped the dumb ceremony, and the best part is I have to work all of tonight. Hurray. I am at a complete loss as to why I went to LHU for school. This place was so worthless. I actually went 5 years through this place, and pretty much made only one friend, the girl ( Read more... )

I hate my school for making me miss out on something I like.

So I have been paying attention to the interests of both guys and girls in music. Now mind you, I only have surveyed Americans, as they make up most of the internet people I can talk to, so music genres range from Pop to Hardcore....ignoring classical, arabic, (other cultures for the most part). But one thing girls and guys have in common is that ( Read more... )

This is somewhat of a rarity, so, since I found these lyrics....sometimes I feel like this ( Read more... )

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But hey, without cunts, what's a world to be but sad, gray, and miserable?

Why do people believe psychology and sociology are a religion?

After hearing so much about the Schiavo case, I am finally glad its ended and I won't have to hear people interfering with their ideas of whether this girl should live or not. No one really truly cared about her, they just felt that their input was more valuable than the rest of the people's opinion (except those who agreed). The entire ( Read more... )

Unfortunately, I have to say: the world is filled with people who are obsessed with some one thing or set of things. Why? Why do humans obsess so easily over things? I don't get it. I know I have obsessed over "things" (people) in the past, but, it never lasted long. Which leaves me outside of it all to feel like some rock braced against a ( Read more... )