I just finished reading her livejournal. The whole thing. From November 2006 to date. Geez, I hope that's not creepy. Anyway, as I was reading it, many, many thoughts were crossing my mind. I realized how very similar we are. Like CRAZY similar. In thoughts and actions. There was actually one entry that she wrote that made me think to myself, "if I ( Read more... )

MY IPOD IS FIXED!!!! It just happened, magically! I'm SO happy! I missed listening to music on the way to class, when I went for walks, and pretty much anytime I wasn't in my room ( Read more... )

iPod broken! So pissed! I don't know what is wrong! And I don't know how to fix it!

I want my iPod back!!! I need music!!!

I have NO motivation to write this essay for Health Psychology. I NEED motivation. I HAVE to write it.

I want to be dorky. It's who I am. Who I've always been. It's what I'm good at. So why do I feel like I am straying away from it. I mean I am not that motivated to do school work, essays, or study. Last semester I was all for being the dork and ( Read more... )

I like him.
I miss her.
I feel incomplete.

I had a SDAR last night. What does it mean? I've never had a SDAR  before. Why now?
Does absent truly make the heart grow fonder?

I redesigned my whole LJ. I love it!

I have become addicted to music, so pretty much everything on my LJ is a song title.
Can you name the bands that I used? And do you know which song goes with which band?

I think I did a pretty good job at describing each function with an appropriate title, don't you?

Hope you enjoy my new LJ as much as I do.

I do not enjoy drinking to get drunk. I am a stupid drunk. And I do not have that much fun, if my goal is to get drunk at the beginning of the night. No more. I will not drink to get drunk. I am not planning on cutting alcohol out of my life completely. Not at all. I am just going to become a casual drinker. Go out have a few drinks, but not with ( Read more... )

...so I started writing an entry, but it turns out that I really wanted to write to one person. So my entry became an email. I copied, pasted and sent it to her.

I miss you. You know who you are. Love you.

Music, Music, Music. Love Love Love ( Read more... )