it has been a long time since i stepped into this room, but i dust off the mirror, open the windows and it's good as new. the same quotes the same drama the same secretive words and goings-on.

i am terrified of time. petrified.

and this is what i was thinking as i stumbled back here from home.

i am still alive.

I think we must have climbed into the car without our seatbelts on again, only to find that we're driving a little too quickly. and if i'm holding on to you, and you're holding on to him, who's steering?

Irony irony irony

http://www.nytimes.com/2004/05/27/technology/circuits/27blog.html

ugh grades. I wish I'd worked harder, and I most sincerely wish I didn't say that at the end of every semester. And yes, I dislike the grade I got in Randy's class. sigh. such is the nature of exams ( Read more... )

It's been a while since I posted something presentable ... i always start out good and then dissolve into whiney, melodramatic and stupid mode. I mean, more so than usual ( Read more... )

wow.

could someone please explain IP addresses to me? on the jolt you can see the end of a person's IP address, such as "...229.61" or whatever ( Read more... )

sick, again. puked up a little bit of bile earlier. always very humbling for me. when I was a kid, I puked ALL the time. seriously, everything made me sick. I remember waking up puking, crying so hard while vomiting and not being able to stop my guts rapidly emptying. My parents couldn't take me anywhere because I would puke on everything. and it ( Read more... )

this song reminds me of a boy: "In Between Days" by Ben Folds. sigh. : /