i stayed awake unitl four thirty last night for no apparent reason. i felt no desire for sleep, and regretted it this morning ( Read more... )

there is a michael jackson special on VH1 right now. minkous will be back tomarrow. with the exception of how bad i hate school, right now im more happy than usual.

praise god for all he has done in our lives today.

ive been overwhelmed with nothing all the time these past few weeks it seems. boredom has been so prominent, yet i feel busy all the time. im rushed for things i dont have to do, im sitting around thinking i missing something. maybe i just need to get out of my fucking house and do something with my life. maybe even a really long walk would do some ( Read more... )

i fucked up pretty bad this time it seems.

ive left promises broken.
regret is all that runs through my head.
i cant believe my own stupidity.

shit.

christmas yeaterday was not too bad at all. not only did i recive several things i was hoping for, but i also spent the day with the family wich is always a suprising and exciting event ( Read more... )

Finals start tomarrow, and im sure i will make no higher than a 17 on any of them because im just that good. on a lighter note though, we have early release for these final three days of the semester, and a massive scavenger hunt friday.

.heres to exploiting the postal service.

saturday night was one of the most wondeful nights of my life so far. jump little children was oh so very entertaining, i think they have got to be the most talented band ive heard. not to mention the band that opend for them called hector the hero. which consisted of the singer with no last name, matt bivins, evan bivins, and johnathan gray. with ( Read more... )

tonight was beautiful.as if the show was not amazing enough, the car ride to and from eddies attic could not have been any more fun. i still would like to know weather it was a right or left on to church road ( Read more... )

i cant think of any thoughts worthy enough for this journal of mine...
...but 6 days left. it will be a night never to forget.

these days the seconds on the clock are sounding so much like the rain softly beating my window as i drift to sleep.

maybe im being careless.

maybe im letting go.