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you know what's great, no one's gonna read this!

WHINE WHINE WHINE!!! BITCH MOAN COMPLAIN!!! CRANKY WEASEL HAS NO GIRLFRIEND! WHINE WHINE WHINE!!! I've been told that if you complain enough, you can get anything, so you know i had to complain about not having a girlfriend.

This is the last post I get to make before I take my laptop back...all I can say is...I'm going to miss the endless vortex of imaginary pixels that dance in the images that are my screen. bye bye computer, you will be missed.

Hi. I got drunk today. My brother wanted me to promise not to drink for these reasons again. I couldn't do it. I know I'll drink for this reason for years. I think that anyone who drinks, does it to feel better about themselves. We all feel self pity, and we're all pathetic. It's true, it's true. I'm sick of self pity. I'm sick of pity in ( Read more... )

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in class. Pointers are confusing. I hate the fact that i'm struggling with this shit. Rabble rabble rabble rabble rabble rabble...

This is the first post in a long time. I just realized how whiny i used to be. It's like all i wanted was sympathy. someone should've kicked my ass a long time ago. Allwell reading stuff from high school just shows me how much I've grown. I'm in college now strugling through Programming 1. anyone want an array of pointers?

How to make a Nyforandring
Ingredients:

3 parts friendliness

5 parts humour

1 part empathy
Method:
Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of fitness

Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

I just wrote a poem and the computer somehow desroyed it. I hit update, clicked the thing to view my updated journal and it wasn't there. perhaps it wasn't meant to be.