I remember watching an episode of the "Batman" cartoon when I was younger. Shut up, don't laugh. You all know you watched it, too. Anyway, this one particular episode was really intriguing because Bruce Wayne realized that what he thought was real was actually a dream because he noticed he couldn't read anything. The show claimed that in dreams, ( Read more... )

I hate the way he smiles at me. It's just so damn smug and cocky. Like he's laughing at me. Laughing because he won. Laughing because he feels pity for me. Laughing because he feels like we share some half-forgotten secret, and his stupid little smirk is like nudging me with his elbow as if to say, "Hey, I know you remember when..." Whatever it is ( Read more... )

I hate writing. And yet I love it. I think it's the complete frustration and passion in which you do something, not the complacency, that lets you know you're doing something right. To love something immensely means to hate it a little, too. Passion is a double-edged sword.

So now I know why alcohol is the devil.

I had a helluva lot of liquor last night. Probably not any more than I usually drink. Everything was going great, it was fun. And then I figured out why alcohol is a depressant. Because at one point I started crying. I think I have a vague idea of what triggered it, but not entirely. I was sobbing. ( Read more... )

Felt the need for an update on my life, considering as how classes started today. While I think I will enjoy most of my classes, more or less, I realized today how much my schedule sucks. Five classes. Three on Mondays and Wednesdays, two on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and only one on Friday. However, every day, other than Friday, my classes last for ( Read more... )

I move into my apartment in five days. It'll just be me and Daphne till the weekend probably, but it'll be fun anyway. Simply because we'll finally be in our own apartment. I have been waiting for this all summer, and the moment's so close, I hardly know what to do with myself. I have tomorrow and Friday to pack. Probably Monday, too. I think I'm a ( Read more... )

My mom told me that my sister wanted her to tell me that I look thinner. I just look the same to me, but that was a great feeling. I'm glad it's showing slightly, at least. And I bought some jeans today, a size lower than what I have been, and they fit great. I love Glo jeans, they always fit just the way I want them to. My ass looks great in them ( Read more... )

So I'm just gonna ramble on drunkenly. Had some beers and shit at a friend's house. More like Daphne's friend's house, whatever. Lit some fireworks afterwards. Came back home and started talking to my mom for a little bit. I don't even know how we got onto the subject of it, but my mom admitted that she was actually worried about me never having a ( Read more... )

I want to go to the beach ( Read more... )

Just wanted to take a minute to express how fucking ECSTATIC I am about getting the job at the Park Place Theater. Not because I'm thinking it's going to be the best job ever, but because it's a JOB, period. And I'm just relieved to have a reason to get out of the house a lot and actually having money now, and of course getting to work with my ( Read more... )