This will most likely be my last post ( Read more... )

Venting isn't good. I shouldn't talk to people about what I'm feeling. I'm not saying I should bottle up, but when I vent I lose the fuel for my passionate fire inside. The more fuel I have, the more of a chance I have next time I talk to her or see her.

Sitting here listening to Pink Floyd's The Wall, I've realized something. I've realized that I've become more fond of the surreal. I mean, I've always like artists like Salvidor Dali or even M.C. Escher over the stereotypical art like the Mona Lisa and the Sistene Chapel, but I've increased in that interest. Things like watching The Wall, ( Read more... )

I'm lonely ( Read more... )

Oh, meant to vent frustrations instead of bottling them up ( Read more... )

You'd think in a house of 5 people someone would be home to tell me that noone's home.

Well, if my journal actually got any ratings at all in the first place, I have the feeling this would be the highest rated and most anticipated entry ever. Well, at least in my jounal ( Read more... )

Ok, so I had a less than expected turnout. so I'll give all y'all a second chance. I want you to tell me what you think of me. Please? Yes, I'm doing this because I have no self-esteem. That's besides the point.

Have I said recently that I was doubting about the relationship again, even though things seem to be going really well? No? Oh, well I probably was going to but then decided that would be procrastinating too much. Though I'm doing that now anyway. Anyway, if I was thinkning it, it's definately unfounded. I don't know, but everytime we talk it' ( Read more... )

Well, I had an entry typed out, it just needed to be finished. You know what happened to it? I accidentally exited out of firefox. idiot ( Read more... )