So, here's the deal: I want to visit a friend in NYC before she moves back to Oklahoma around Christmas time. Plane tickets are very expensive, and I've had tons of docter bills. If anyone would be so kind to pay for me to fly to NYC and back, I would love him/her for life. I know this isn't realistic, but no harm in trying.

I was a bit upset yesterday realizing how few people who claim to come visit actually do. My mom made a good point, "look at what kind of people you are around." Realizing that many "friends" of mine are flakey and just plain suck, I wonder how I got myself into this situation. Regardless of how such connections began, I'm abandoning fatal ( Read more... )

Surgery was successful. The doctor said my condition was way worse than he predicted. Sounds like I have more surgeries ahead of me. They pulled a large piece of bone through my knee. So now I'm on crutches and falling into walls and into doors from all the meds. I have a routine full of machines and excercises instructed by my therapist ( Read more... )

You all should visit me when I get surgery. I'll be at my parents. Okay, that's all.

September 9th, I go under the knife. I'm scaaaared. I will miss tons of school and that is going to really suck. I'm thinking of taking Beg Piano. yeah, that's about it.

I decided to pop in our old cd. It's pure pop. It makes me laugh. really hard. We are the only band with beat box and freestyle (done by black people, of course) in the middle of a bubblegum pop cd ( Read more... )

I was referred to as "the fucking ghost of the south". It almost sounds like a made-for-tv movie on slavery.

This is friends only.
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