This journal is officially closed. Do not ask why.
Instead, go here: http://www.livejournal.com/users/_deciduous/
(if you feel like it, that is)
I haven't switched journals in a year. This is so liberating...

okay, I'm officially DONE with introspection for a while. that's right. no more chasing my head around in circles. at least not for tonight ( Read more... )

one of those days ( Read more... )

It was so strange.
I started crying on my way home from school today. Like, said quick goodbyes with an "I'm so tired" explanation, speed-walked to my car, buckled up, and started bawling my eyes out for no particular reason. Sat there like that for twenty minutes or so, composed myself enough to drive home, went into my room, and cried some more. ( Read more... )

Fuck You Wednesday.

I did something strange on my way home today: I drove to my old house. I don’t even think I was quite aware of what I was doing at first - I turned onto Pontatoc on impulse and the right turn onto Skyline followed naturally ( Read more... )

Funny, I once swore that I would NEVER post anything like this on my journal because I thought they were stupid. But my new favorite means of procrastination is wasting time on livejournal, so I figured what the hell, why not steal this from Sara who stole this from Dan who stole this from Melissa? No really, I don't actually expect anyone to fill ( Read more... )

Work went unusually well for my father, and he's having some friends over to jam with him tonight.
Mom's in the kitchen laughing into the phone. She and her mother are finally on speaking terms again. This Thanksgiving will be almost like old times ( Read more... )

So after working all day Thursday, four hours last night, and ten today, my history project is FINALLY finished. Fucking shit. If a teacher gives students over three months to do a project, there's a damn good reason for it. I'm such a bad procrastinator ( Read more... )

Today I was in a horrific mood, and I didn't really feel like doing anything. Dreariness is pretty damn contagious, so it seemed like a good afternoon to spend doing absolutely nothing ( Read more... )