i've kind of lost interest in livejournal. can't help it. um. things at the moment are amazingly fantastic except my blood pressure is probably through the roof because of all the unnecessary newspaper stress. sluts ( Read more... )

i hate when someone's the biggest goddamn retard i've ever met in my life and no one else sees it. everyone covets this crazy hypocritical jackass MORON as being the most original and important and "rockin" individual ever created. which clearly isn't true ( Read more... )

damn i'm good.

in other news, mallory and i got back from visiting her fam-in-law. and that was a little...awesome. i ate a crawfish! never again. entirely too creepy. but it was ok.

but seriously. damn. excellente.

holy shit paul's good at playing guitar. i mean like. really.
really.
damn.

max: i win because i have bigger boobs than mallory.
mallory: no you don't!
max: yeah, i do.
paul: yeah, he kinda does.
mallory: i know...but not bigger than stephanie
*group stare, including me*
max: damn it, stephanie.

i've chopped my hair off. i think it looks rather foxy.
what's with these dolts and not wanting to be seduced by me?

it is very disappointing when i learn someone i once respected and cared what she thought would sink so low as to gossip about me to her classes. without even confronting me. that is unbelieveably immature and unprofessional. i think someone that teaches tolerance and "higher level thinking" should practice some herself ( Read more... )

oh good lord what the hell have i done! oooh man. i am in the midst of the biggest predicament in the history of sassy single females. ahem. this situation is not satisfactory in the least and i don't know what to dooooo......
ho hum. and just last week i was irritated about too little of the gentlemen vying for my attention....

man. not a whole lot has been happening. um. the cello lady won't call me back. i am vehemently putting off cleaning my room. my hamster's cage is clean. uuuuh...i'm clean!
oh. and "da ref" is still the best. seriously. he knows da rules.

yo, i got a new cell phone. um. so people that aren't going to stalk me can have my digits if you want them. but i'm gonna have to be told that you want them...so. tell me.