Never coming home.
Never coming home.
For all the ghost that are never gonna catch me.

Some how that song seems particularly pertinent to life right now. 
Russel Sage in a little less then two months. I'm insanly excited, but maybe just a little intimidated too. Growing up is pretty scary.  Sleeping is basically not happening lately. My head is too ( Read more... )

I clearly have the most fun jacked up on caffeine.

Thursday I went to the fair. Before going I had several cups of coffee and whilst there I downed a rather large sized Pepsi (although I would've perferred Coke (yes I am a Coke person) the fair has a contract with the evil Pepsi Cola Company) I was clearly buzzed. I've come to believe that caffeine ( Read more... )

Why do I have to be so goddamn inpulsive all the time?

I swear it's my biggest flaw, it's going to take me down someday. I'm just waiting for the moment that I'll do something truly stupid without thinking, and I'll either hurt myslef, or worst still, those I love.

I always speak my mind without a thought toward what I'm saying. Boy, have I gotten ( Read more... )

Ever think about growing up? I do.

Some days I want it so badly. . .to reach that magical realm that is adult hood. On such days it seems so far away, interminably unreachable, miles beyond my grasp. But then there are days that it seems realistically close. It's approach can seem rapid and daunting.

Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get there. I doubt ( Read more... )

This is my "live journal".

I have no idea what I'm going to do with it.

But I have it.

Woo.