It's not that I don't like you. It's just that I don't like me.

i had the craziest dream. something about being in a castle and fighting off certain unnatural beings. and then having to straighten and pack up racks upon racks of clothes. tristan was selling his 'g-3' products including an outfit for babies and dogs, a blown up ball like the world, and i can't remember the rest. a lot of blue and yellow colors ( Read more... )

i'm scared.

like freaking out scared.

i just realized i'm not great at anything. and i'm scared.

I contradict myself.

A lot.

Finally got my test results for that glucose tolerance test. I'm good until three hours after I eat and then it drops to 64. But my body is sweet because it rose back up to between 80 and 90 for the next two hours.

Doesn't really tell me anything except I should always have delicious snacks on me. Hehehehehe yesssss.

I've got more love than Valentine's Day.

More happiness than vicodin.

More fun than a theme park.

More memories than a scrap book.

More... okay I'm done.

Merry late Christmas! Hope it was as fantastic as fireworks.

I don't quite understand "The Catcher in the Rye". Why is it so highly praised? The delinquent, angry and spoiled teenager criticizes the world for being "phony" but how has he shown any true character? How has he spent his life? Getting kicked out of college prep schools. How does he help our economy to grow? Or make a life for himself? Or learn ( Read more... )

No more cellular device, biotches!

So call my house. Or email me. If you don't know either of those, then you're probably not a good enough friend to talk to me anyways.

some days.

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