i've actually been remembering my dreams pretty well lately. of course, it's been three or four hours since i woke up, so i forgot most of it by now. i just remember two parts ( Read more... )

terrible names:
floyd (doesn't that sound like he's going to sell you something?)
bart
frankie
howard
ralph
ernest
gretchen
beatrice
roger
gabe
bert
wayne

ack, i can't think of any more.

is it impolite to read someone's journal without letting them know? what do you think?

i found some stuff i wrote in class when i was around twelve or thirteen, back in puerto rico. it's kinda embarrassing, but kinda funny. it's pretty bad... i sound like i'm five. here it goes. this is undeniable proof that i've always been a lazy fuck, and that my frankness began earlier than i thought it did (note that i was pretty shy and that ( Read more... )

i can barely hear from my left ear. eh ( Read more... )

well... it's 4:30 am in the morning, and i haven't done my work. i want to pee on myself right now.

so my friend said 'hey, go make a livejournal,' and here we go.

man. this is a shitty first entry.