i refound my real journal tonight. i got really excited, which is funny because i actually knew where the journal was all along. i do this a lot: pretend to forget things. i actually don't usually forget much; i just pretend to because i don't want to deal with it or the guilt that comes along with not doing what i think i should. it's not a good ( Read more... )

"come on eileen"
no, seriously. come on, eileen, you fugly bitch. it's time to go.

not having ian in my life is like the pothole on greenwood that i drive over every day but since i do it everyday i kind of forget that it's a pothole. but then today i saw ian and the pothole was filled and i realized how much better life is when there aren't potholes ( Read more... )

do things ever happen to you and you step back and say "wow that was the most amazing thing ever. this very moment is going to change my life!"...but then you find yourself eating cold chinese food in front of the open refrigerator and you realize your life isn't changed. so maybe it was just that one moment. maybe you have to recreate that moment ( Read more... )

sometimes i just wonder what would happen if one little thing were different. if i had blond hair. if i hadn't said that. if i played soccer. if i went to jefferson for elementary school. if i had a dog. if i had gone to chalutzim. if i had gone to boston for school. if i weren't jewish. if i had gotten caught that day. if i hadn't gotten caught ( Read more... )

today
i feel like
the squirrel
from a book my mom used to read me

erykah badu?
badoo?
bahdu?

anyway, peacth out

FOUR DAYS LEFT TILL FRIDAY ( Read more... )

hola mis amigos! que pasa? mucho ha occurio en mi vida. and i have no idea if that was grammatically correct...because i DON'T KNOW SPANISH! i hate it! and i hate AP exams! i'm not going to do well so why am i studying for them? maybe i shouldn't at all. but...no, because i always feel sick to my stomach after i take a test and realize i did ( Read more... )

i am so worthless! all i do is sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppppp and daydream and become so glazed that sleeping and waking are the same, motionless and unfeeling states ( Read more... )

my grandmother is playing "nobody knows the trouble i've seen...nobody knows but jesussssssssss" on the piano ( Read more... )