I just about blew a brain fuse listening to my dad bitch last night. No fucking way. He wants me to run track again this year. Track is wack. We had to run over and over again in the blistering sun for hours with little relief at Lafollete practices on Wedsnesdays and the other days were almost as miserable. Almost as miserable as the meets. And I ( Read more... )

Lately, I've been kind of feeling a little nauseous. Not like I'm going to throw up all over your new pink Hollister shirt (Although I would really like to) but in a way where you feel like you've done something horridly wrong. I can't figure it out. It puts a damper on my otherwise common life. Anyway, so today I...went to school ( Read more... )

The saddest tale I have to tell is yours and how you fell ( Read more... )

For all you dumb fucks who are so fucking upset over Blink-182's break-up...get a life.

Dude! My family just had an in depth discussion on retards over dinner.
We are so politically incorrect...

Today was such a bummer, man. Wyatt didn't meet me after school despite the fact that he was the one who wanted to hang out. My spanish teacher was up my ass about how I didn't turn in the translations for Destinos. It made me want to bash her head into the wall using some fancy ninja move that we all know I possess. And people need to stop ( Read more... )

Matt is mine. And that rocks ( Read more... )

I wish to God I wasn't single right now.

Then this wouldn't feel so wrong.

Living for the present ( Read more... )

Can you spare some time, sir ( Read more... )

Today kiddies, you are in for a treat...as I write a disgustingly long journal entry about the insignificant details that make up my life. So I'll start off with today. Emory and I got to school late, as usual. We need eons to walk to school because we are so damn tired and sick of the whole education scheme. Then I basically was in a coma except ( Read more... )