I hate this shit.  All of it.  Fuck it.  I am so fucking pissed.  I am fucking irrate.

  This the second night in a row that I have woken up alone and in my little twin bed from high school at about 3 in the morning and been unable to sleep until about 5.  I am as stressed as can be about all of the work that I have to have done for school in the next two weeks.  Also I am doing a two day teach (it should be three, but I am doing two ( Read more... )

  I don't want to write another lame ass, emo, fucking journal entry, even though I want to, but I shall shy away from that for the time being ( Read more... )

  I went on-line to check my scheudal for tomorow...for some reason I have been dropped from two of my classes and I cannot get back in.  I need these classes to graduate.  There might not be room in any of them.  To top it all off I am starting to get sick.  Why the fuck can't anything go my way??!??!?

  -  I finally heard back from Sf State.  I have an interview set up for Berkeley High on next Wednesday.  I'll be competing with 3 other candidates for a job.  I think I'll be able to handle it ( Read more... )

This is fair warning to all of you.  This blog is political in nature, so if these things bore you, or you could care less about my political views then don't bother reading any further.
  Last night President Bush did something he hadn't done during the entire course of the 3 year war we've been fighting in Iraq: he said he made a mistake.  I could ( Read more... )

THE LAWRENCE ARMS

"100 Resolutions"

Where have I been all your life?
Sitting on fences, a novocaine for all the senses.
Another year will pass us by.
Making sense of nothing, in defense of something.
I laughed too late and dug myself into a grave.
This year I'll try not to think too much.
This year I'll try to stand up for myself.
This year I'll live ( Read more... )

  This is the longest I have ever gone without talking to her.  I haven't seen her for  almost 6 months.  So many memories of better days.  It seems everything triggers some sort of memory whether it's a song on my I-Pod, an inside joke that no one else gets, or a moment that I want to share with her that I no longer can.  To top it off, I keep ( Read more... )

  I subed at the middle school for PE yesterday.  It was raining all day so we played dodgeball the last period.  It was about 90 against 90 at least.  Another PE teacher and I jumped in to play and re-live the glory that is playing dodgeball.  After leaping into the fray with much gusto I promptly drilled some unsuspecting kid in the face.  See I ( Read more... )

I think Jill's right...I am like that Weird Al spoof song. The reason for me agreeing with her is that while feeling down in the dumps the other day I decided to try and comfort myself by reveling in things that are not cool in any way, shape or form.

First, I repaired my bass and amp and proceeded to rock out. While I am by no means great I keep ( Read more... )