"To think.. that in my life I have been kissed by an *angel*. Certainly not many men are as fortunate as I." (From Phantom of the Opera, starring Charles Dance ( Read more... )

So yeah.

Hey LJ. Sup. Lets dance.

I don't know if I'm going to be seriously updating this anymore, cuz not many people read it.

Though I have devised a Phantom layout which I may be putting up soon.

I was wrong.

I was looking at the situation with the glass half empty. I was focusing on what wasn't there anymore.

What I previously refused to look at is what is still there, and what was gained, and its definately stronger than what used to be there.

Life is alright, I can smile.

My God, I've never hurt this much.

Straight from his lips.

And hes apologising and I'm saying its nothing to be sorry for, that I don't own him.

But in reality I'm crying.

And in the instant message I'm giving him advice with a smile.

What else can I do? I still wish the best for him.

But God... does it hurt.

Really mad. Really really mad. EXTREMELY mad.

They put me in Curry's Creative Writing class and Isabelli's English lit >.< I guess complaining this way makes me sound like a diva, but the entire reason I decided to take creative writing this year is because Conroy is only teaching it this year, not next. And I told this to Mr. Long, I told him I ( Read more... )

Faithy leaves me tomorrow =((( Til next year then, eh ( Read more... )

I need to buy ( Read more... )

I plan on single handedly destupifying the world. Or maybe the community ( Read more... )

Augh, I HATE this ( Read more... )

Whinewhinewhine ( Read more... )