...this entry is in broken bits of sign language.

(The best way to express your feelings without having to tell anyone... let it eat at your insides)

...send me your razor blades.

(Fret not for that was a joke
... and don't call me emo!)

Disreguard my senseless ramblings, I am not seeing clearly and I need an outlet.

Last night I created a room where I can escape to and think... It turned out that it was a jail cell and I am not allowed to leave until things are sorted.

Yesterday my mother came right out and asked me if I was a cross-dresser.

...Lauren, thank you for the sweater. It's my new fav.

This thank you goes out to those who have organized parties/are going to organize parties/attended parties/made or did things to make my birthday the best I have ever had.

Today is my birthday!!! So far I have gone ice skating. Later (after sleep) I am going to JoAnn Fabrics. Then I have class. Also later tonight I might possibly go sledding.

It has been a re-occurring joke amongst several friends of mine that I will never move out of my house; That I am in some kind of wait-till-the-death match with my mother... Why should I be the one to move out? I pay more rent than she does... well, when I'm not in school (one of the many perks of government-subsidized housing). Anyway, she is ( Read more... )

HELP WANTED:

A short-term sitter for two bunnies and possibly one cat.

Ate sushi.
Fell in love with sushi.
Hungry again for sushi.

...going now to develop pictures.