Two thousand sixteen, here we are. I had a bad day today. Not as bad as I could have but an emotional day. My not-so-serious boyfriend broke up with me through a text. I replied really nicely when what I really wanted to do was squeeze him and never let him go. That's neither here nor there. I don't need him, but I need someone. I can already feel ( Read more... )

I finally spoke to the ex on Wednesday night. I had a great time at the show and he turned up outside, as was the plan. I was dreading it for only a bit, but I'm glad we came face to face. It was pretty chill, standing there in the lot after the Skinless show. I wish I'd had someone to document what was said there - it was entertaining as well as ( Read more... )

Some things aren't going so well. I could very well complain about them, but that doesn't do me much good. I don't need to say everything aloud and figure out what's wrong in such situations. I need to get off my ass. Sure I don't have my car yet. Sure I haven't moved into my new party central apartment due to not finding a reliable roommate. I ( Read more... )

I watch television every now and then. I always seem to catch The Real World: DENVER. One of the roommates was going off on some rant about how men cannot be trusted because they will just f*ck you over... basically. Man, this girl is pretty, but... a few fries short of a kids meal. It astounds me sometimes how people can say shit like this aloud ( Read more... )

i have been reading friends' journal entries more lately. i like how you people let me read into your lives... your version of your lives, I mean. I'm sleepyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Need cuddles. fragments... argh.

I JUST BOUGHT THREE DRESSES. THEY ARE ALL MAD HOT. I'll post pictures someday... until then, you people will have to check out the myspace account i have. man, i miss home. I crush on boys from hom sometimes like i'm there. I talk shit like i'm home... I think about things like i stil live there... i just can't get past it. vegas is fine but i know ( Read more... )

to finish the thought i was having... I notice most people around me get all upset when something goes sour with a budding friendship. They jump into it when there is a fight or pride and terrotory to be defended... but then get all pissy when the person they defended does some shit wrong or distasteful... like sleep with someone elses seemingly ( Read more... )

it takes a minute for me to actually accept someone as my friend. i don't trust that easily, just as every everyone else says they don't. that is why i'm not so disappointed when it seems i was "fucked over". in not being disappointed or whatever, i feel i avoid being fucked over. everyone does shitty things every now and then.. we're humans. * ( Read more... )

is sore from sitting down at the computer for so damn long ( Read more... )

The computer had a nerous breakdown last week. The technician at Circuit City revived her for the time being but sooner or later she's going to shit the bed for good. You have been good to me, COMPAQ Presario 700. I when it is time... then it is time. I don't know how to save all my iTunes files... this computer has refused to burn CDs since it was ( Read more... )