Alright, so I have to make my journal stop looking like it got hit by the teenage angst ice cream truck. Or so I tell myself at the moment, because really I have no use for journals except to vent my negative feelings...or anger >_So I think I've been gradually morphing into the observer type lately. More than usual at least...I find myself ( Read more... )

why do people have to be so predictable? why do they have to be so blindly bumbly and ignorant? why don't they listen to good advice? why don't they know when is the right time to do what ( Read more... )

Yay...so its 5th period and im so damned bored. *sigh* not another one of these days, dys when i want to be home, days when i wish nicole could just move down here! its an overall missing day I guess and now i have to stop writing cause you know what, typing on a journal in a library with ppl looking over your shoulder and randomly back massaging ( Read more... )

So today started out not good, I realized as I was sitting notating my english book that my "friends" here at the moment weren't really...what they are so cracked up to be. Yeah they're nice people, but in the end most of them just shrug things off and look out for their own number one. I dunno, maybe I was being cynical this morning, anyway. My ( Read more... )

godamn batnits! the whole lot of you
~orange on my pillow

Having fun with photoshop and procrastinating on precal~


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You ever have one of those creepy -I just saw something fucked up out of the corner of my eye- moments? Yeah...I walked out of my bathroom and caught a glance of a long black haired woman in a turquoise nightgown pushing her hair behind her ears with both hands. Scared me half to death...not to mention that before that I was doing my homework at ( Read more... )

Just went to see an exhibit at the art museum a while ago, it was called "disembodied spirits" it had a bunch of spooky photography done with antiquing and this gelatin silver stuff (I don't know anything about photography), it was interesting enough tho.  My favorite was this series of photos titled "the boogeyman"  the first photo is of a little ( Read more... )

I'm mildly entertained by my last endeavor.  Painting a pink elephant on my cheek with what is left of my facepaint. With tears.  Had a hell of a time trying to paint it on there with those toothpicks though.  But it is done and I wuv it.  Go me.  Now I don't want to wash it off though, but I want to go to sleep...elephant....sleep...elephant.. ( Read more... )

     I suspect that this lj will be like every other diary or journal I've ever had, unfinished and used to amuse myself or hold paragraphs of a bitchy me that I will enjoy reading for humor content later. As of now I have a headache, my only entertainment online is taking a shower, annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd my beloved Petie was found to have ( Read more... )