We're so close to voting day, but the presidential race is only beginning to scare me. Sadly, I expected America's racism to play a part in it, but not to such a violent degree where I am becoming afraid for the well being of Barack Obama, of his family, and ultimately of the country as a whole. People reek of ignorance and hatred...it makes me ( Read more... )

Happy holidays, everyone :)

I haven't updated in a while. I guess I've lacked the time and/or motivation to do so, and even now I can only manage to write these four words to accurately describe my life at the moment:

Stressed
In debt
Exhausted

The weekend needs to come sooner.

Status: Dying.

Saw this journal featured in LiveJournal's Spotlight box today and thought it was one of the most beautiful love stories I've ever heard (or read ( Read more... )

Always tired.
Always stressed.
Always worrying.

I feel so old.

Victoria's Secret Fashion Show 2006

I think I've adored him since the seventh grade. It's been so long since I've seen him live! I'm having such a teeny bopper moment, but who cares? I'M SOOOOO EXCITEEEEED =D

I know it's inevitable, but I hate change. More specifically, I hate it when I have to acknowledge unexpected, sort of unwanted change. I never know how to feel, how to react, or exactly how to accept them.

I guess I just have to.
I just wish there was an easier way.

awwwesome.
let's hope my good luck continues.
2 more classes left for grades...

::edit:: - SCORRRRRRE. Only 1 class to hear from left...it was my most difficult class this quarter, so I'm not expecting an A, buuuut...we'll see (fingers crossed).

Signs are small measurable things, but interpretations are illimitable, and in girls of sweet, ardent nature, every sign is apt to conjure up wonder, hope, belief, vast as a sky, and coloured by a diffused thimbleful of matter in the shape of knowledge. They are not always too grossly deceived; for Sinbad himself may have fallen by good luck on a ( Read more... )