I'm 21 years old ( Read more... )

I'm twenty years old ( Read more... )

I feel I should mention that I'm alive for people who don't read my other journal. Hi. I live. Sort of.

Like a good book, I can't put you down.

Yay for mangling lyrics.

And I'm remembering why I don't talk out my emotions. ETA: GLEE

On the other hand. Donald's home, safe and sound. Which is, and always will be yay forever.

Going to be at Beloit about noonish on Friday.

Yeah.

Hey hey hey.

Coming On the weekend of March 10th to Beloit to get my stuff.

Much love, etc.

Muar.

I have a bigger dick than Jon.

This isn't hard.

I may be slightly drunk.

My family's weird.

Happy New Year. I have resolutions. I will keep them so I do not flunk out of school.