hey guys- for the record, i doubt that i'll be writing in this particular journal unless it involves something that ive deemed "important." so until then, if i want to post something i've written or just feel like bitching, my new(er) lj is silvershotrists. add it, ok? thanks
<3

after writing my two previous entries, i never thought i'd write in my lj again, seeing as my petty qualms are insignificant, adn things could be so much worse. however, today i changed my mind ( Read more... )

dammit. after that last entry, i dont think i'll be writing here much anymore. it just seems so pointless, you know? i feel so selfish, writing and bitching about how empty i feel sometimes, how alone i am, how im doing badly in this class, blah blah blah. there's so much worse? you know? and i cant stop thinking about what i said before.... ( Read more... )

please, everyone seeing this, whether i know you or not, read this.  it's important, it truly is.  im sorry if its long and taking up too much room on your friends' page, but who gives a damn.  we complain if our bangs don't fall just right or our paretns grounded us from the internet.  we know nothing.  but we can change.  we have the chance to.

I ( Read more... )

one day late, but i was hosting a familyt party- my 4th birthday party. thank god its over, im never eating cake again.

happy (late) annivarsary to the 3bs!<3 ( Read more... )

ok, much to say, but really not as much as i think.

yea, italian dinner.  steve, allan (FRODO. hahaa), christina, kristen, and i were working there.  tom never showed up, and we called ben, but he was sick. pooh.  but it went really, really well.  'cept for the damn kids who were chuckin' butter packets.  and the demon tables.  "im never going to ( Read more... )

happy st. patrick's day! haha, i love being irish. and i quote kristen, "Ah, saint Pattys day. the one day when people are suddenly proud of their roots, no matter how small they are. then they go back to being italian."
how true is that?

i hate people.

with the exception of a few.
bored.

You Belong in 1967

1967

If you scored ( Read more... )

You Know You're Irish When....

The condensation on your pint of Guinness takes the shape of shamrocks ( Read more... )

well, i sound just like a donkey. ask anyone. its very very amusing. =]. 'cept no one can take me seriously. dammit ( Read more... )

its my birthday. =]

WOOHOO SWEET 16!!<3

*i laid under the stars, watched the earth turn. and all i could think about was how happy you make me.*