I owe you all an explaination. It's been a year and a month since I've had contact with anyone. Which still scares me now. As none of you know, I've been battling with depression and substance abuse for 2 years. I've been clean for one of those. Some of you caught on quick enough. Others had no idea. I completelly flunked school after missing 54 ( Read more... )

And it's so about time

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Right, I'm updating this from Ashleys house, where I crashed last night. Kick ass. We snuck out a couple times to hang with this Nazi- Hottshot and his friend, who's name I keep forgetting so I refer to him as" Jew".  It was fucking great.

Ash andI are getting a band together. She plays guitar, and so do. I would do the vocals because I have a raspy ( Read more... )

Finally back from Washington! Hurrah! I havent slept for what, like, 3 days?

Newest CD's:

1. Foo Fighters- one by one ( cant wait for " In Your Honor")

2. Weezer- Make Believe

3. The New Pornographers- Matador At Fifteen

4. Interpol- Antics

5. Nine Inch Nails- With Teeth

This is what happens when you give me 100$ to either spend on food- or not ( Read more... )

Ok, first, and most importantlly, I gots me Nine Inch Nail tickets! YOW! ok, so thats quite inmortant
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My hair is being its self again. I had ONE good day. Now it looks like a cross between Bon Jovi and Courtney Love gone Irish. Uhg. The creative part of my brain has been kidnapped by ninjas. I cant write any awsome songs and I'm missing my song sheets. I cant turn in my essays and I'm missing all my picks. I'm losing my mock gift here.

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This week in a list:

1. My father has two years to live.

2. No one reads this thing anymore.

3. Jake and I are not exclusive ( thank god)

4. I have a mother who's famous among a bunch of organized OCD freaks

5. My goldfish, Rasputin, hates my father.

6. I tried bleaching my hair.

7. It worked.

8. A little.

9. I'm truelly, madly, deeply in love ( Read more... )

I have until Friday to get a prom date. * gets out butterfly net,facepaint, and blondie cd*. Oh this is war man. Samantha was even asked to go to my prom. She doesnt even go to my High School. Life's a bitch ( Read more... )

I duobt many people are going to read this, most of my friends got bored with livejournal anyway. But here it goes. I found out more about my birth mother. She was a fighter pilot, born and raised in Ireland. I was her second child. Ya, special, eh? Oh, and my father's reacting poorlly to his treatment, so he's starting a new one. The doctors say ( Read more... )