Things to do:

-finish my iTunes playlists
-write a letter to Chrysler
-clean room
-read 3 new books
-sort through LC boxes
-spend more time with friends
-not shoot Barb at work
-put away new clothes
-buy a new car
-stop feeling for worhtless

I've spent months avoiding him to avoid a relapse. I know I make it sound like he's a drug, but that's not what I mean. I kept worrying that my feelings for him would turn back to those of love, those feelings that I knew I couldn't have again, at least not while I was still in college. And I succeeded; I was able to be with him, hug him, kiss him ( Read more... )

I've grown since last summer.  Last summer, as I remember it, really was the summer of love.  I started off the summer with a boyfriend and ended summer with a different boyfriend.  I started with someone who will forever be a friend and ended with someone who opened my heart to something better than what I ever could have imagined.  This summer is ( Read more... )

I'm getting better.  I'm not thinking about you nearly as often, and I'm certainly not pining after you like I always did.  I don't text you, even though I always know that your phone is in your pocket.  I don't immediately check to see if you're online every time I sign on to AIM.  I don't think about you as I fall asleep at night.  No, I'm not ( Read more... )

" McDonald's or KFC ( Read more... )

Kissed the opposite sex?: yeah
Kissed the same sex?: yeah
Gone too far on a dare?: no
Played a game that involved removal of clothing?: pediddle!  haha!  thanks, jen.
Laughed so hard you cried?: yeah
Wore pajamas to class?: all the time
Wore pajamas in public?: yeah
Done something you said you wouldn't?: yup
Snuck out?: don't need to
Snuck someone in?: no
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 My birthday was just as lame as I expected it would be.  I got the GPS that I wanted.  But now I realize that what I really want in my heart is for all the complications to go away.  I'm scared, and I hate admitting it.  I keep saying that I'm ready to be honest, but the truth is, I'm ready to just have all my problems go away, and I know that ( Read more... )

 I'm back in Maryland.  In most cases, I'd say "I'm home," but I think LC has won that title.  There's so much here that I don't like and so much back at LC that I love ( Read more... )

Disregard my previous entry.  No, that's a lie.  Don't disregard that.  That is nagging at my mind still, but not as much as other things, like problems with people back home.

It is none of her business who I have feelings for.  I know that she wants to keep her daughter safe, but since when does bisexual mean, "I want to fuck everyone"?  I don't ( Read more... )

Everyone hates me.  I'm going to be miserable for four more years at this school because everyone thinks that one note is about them!  I had one person come to me and ask me who it was about!  One!  Everyone else just automatically assumes that they are the most important person in my life.  At this point, Jo, my roommate, is the most important ( Read more... )