Oh my god. I am so unbelievably happy right now. I am beyond happy. I am ecstatic. O.O I am going to see Dir en Grey! I can't even...ahh! I am so excited! And some other bands will be there too, like Korn...but who cares? Dir en Grey! Kyo! Ahh! I have to go pee myself with glee now...excuse me.

Kenji is out of the hospital finally! I am so relieved. I was having such a bad week, worrying about everyone. But Kenji is awake, Sev is back and my sister is okay too. Life is pretty good...other than that, I am failing photography and english...woo.

Urg. One of my very good friends, Kenji, has Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, and friday night (thursday morning for me, they live in Japan) he had a seizure and now he is in a mini coma. His boyfriend, Yaruki, wanted to stay with him the whole time, but no, the hospital basically told him to piss off because they are assholes. He had to go home and sit ( Read more... )

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So, usually, my dreams are quite lucid, and they generally make sense, meaning that whatever happens is entirely possible. Not so much on my last dream ( Read more... )

In the year 2006 I resolve to:

Stop working my street corner.

Get your resolution here

well, its good advice.

weeee this is fun....oh blah....im an idiot