Second post in same day, or about the same time period of a day... again... what is fuck? Well, um, this is kind of the after to the before and after of the visit with Dr. Bahrani. Nothing really changed, but I wanted to do this because she asked me some questions in her evergoing attempt to make me feel like I'm not really a patient of hers, so I ( Read more... )

I'm quit sure that I think that there may just be a hole... sticking out of... my eye... the left one. Sure, the right one is barely better, if in fact better is a synonym for the difference felt between my right eye, which I'm quite sure has no hole sticking out of it, and the left eye, which even though it cannot be observed through the ( Read more... )

If this sentence wasn't here, this post would start with a picture.

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So yeah, this isn't a good post, so if I were you (me not being you, whoever you are is the reason for this post, I guess), I'd skip this one and go up a little bit. After this one, I have some weird post, and there's a Street Fighter 2 CE picture and comments about stuff, a real party or something. Read that one. That one's cool. This one only ( Read more... )

If there is one person you can't stop thinking about, post this same exact sentence in your journal ( Read more... )

Many of you may wonder at times if I have any enemies. Well, sure I do. I'm a normal guy in that regard and I have had a normal amount of enemies, from Jeffrey Paulcary (I'm guessing as far as spelling goes, but he basically beat me up in preschool for no reason, quite often, even though my mom worked with his mom) to that Matt guy at Stacey who ( Read more... )

So for some unknown reason, I was reading through my senior highschool yearbook, which I have probably never done before now, because I don't remember any of the pages. I'm looking through the senior bests, readin the boring remarks left by the winners, and I figure I might as well give myself one, since I'm bored and in the midst of downloading ( Read more... )

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In my freshman year of highschool, I bought a dispossable camera. Like any normal camera, or not, it had 27 pictures possible that I could take, and even though I had nothing at the time to take a picture of, I imagined that something would happen, friends would call out to me and I could take pictures of bowling or pool parties or stupid things, ( Read more... )