I'm so annoyed with myself these days.

I have this overwhelming, foreign, strange sense of relief/accomplishment. Today was such a busy day ( Read more... )

I need something. Whatever's going on right now isn't doing it for me. What the hell's wrong. Buck up; this is college.

As Emily would put it, "I'm saddies," and I have no rational reason to be.

IS this college?

If you read this, even if I don't speak to you often, please post a memory of me.

It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened.

Then post this to your journal. See what people remember about you.

So I guess Xanga is overwith? Hell no. But I'll appease all you people that are dying to know about my crazy GA happenings ( Read more... )

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Sometimes I feel big-headed. Wrongly so. I think I'm dumber than most people think. I think I think too much. Why am I so inquisitive? Haha. But I love compliments. I don't want to take Mr. Wilson's comments too seriously. It doesn't matter if I'm a musical genius. Were those even his words ( Read more... )

I can't believe I had to stay home again. I'm horrible today. Much worse than Monday. I'm miserable. I guess I'll see you tomorrow. If you're reading this in 3rd period, get on AIM Express, that'll be fun.
-NateDawg

My name is Nathan William ( Read more... )

I'm not sure I'm going to make this a "secret's of the mind" journal. I don't think I like anybody knowing exactly what's on my mind.

And, I also have very little to say at this point in time. The only person that will read this is Rachel, and I'm talking to you now anyway, so I'm just going to stop

-NateDawg