Incident # 9,352: In which Ashley attempts to brush her teeth ( Read more... )

Today I sneezed so hard that I fell out of bed ( Read more... )

Life is discouraging.

I HATE packing! I hate going back to school! I can't believe I'm going back without Raych and Seb and Mike and Zack and everyone and ESPECIALLY Aaron. I mean, what the fuck? I just want to crawl into a hole and die for the loneliness of it. I'm holding on to the idea of the new apartment and seeing Linds and Em again to keep from running away at ( Read more... )

I just want to leave my body, explode out. That's how I've felt all this year. I realize more and more that my fate has already been sealed, that I'm going to end up in some low income monotonous office job for the rest of my life, just trying to make ends meet. I am wholely unremarkable. I don't have enough smarts, drive, ambition to really make ( Read more... )

The sun is out. The warmth is here. Thank goodness. Now if only I had friends to share it with.

I miss people, namely Liz and Aaron. At least I'll get to see Liz soon. Summer isn't summer until Liz and I go driving in the sun listening to BNL or musicals. Or at least, that's the way it's been since high school. At least I can still call Liz, sort of. Aaron, however, is in Marrakech, in Morocco. I don't think my phone plan covers that ( Read more... )

I miss my boy. I am severely depressed. I need to be someone else.

Getting an A+ in a class feels good.

I find in life that I seem to be making the same mistakes over and over again with slight modifications due to each situation. This tells me that a) the slight differences are actually large differences that just don't seem that large to me, b) that some lessons are just really difficult to learn, or c) the most likely, I am simply dumb and ( Read more... )