I love when people insult you, but they don't have the balls to do it to your face. They leave anonoymous notes because they don't want their names attached because they're chickenshits. If I have something negative to say about you, I damn well will have the balls to identify myself and say it to your face. But again, some people are shady and ( Read more... )

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I miss my mom and want to see her more than anything right now.

So once again, "Big Brother" doesn't go my way this year; it's okay, though. I haven't really had much time to write in here lately because I've had so much due with school. Most of it is reading. Some of the reading is interesting such as the personal essays I'm reading for my Writing 351 independent study with Dr. Smith. Other readings aren't ( Read more... )

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Although I'm not a fan of Beyonce's new album, there is one new song of hers that I love. I relate to many parts of it. Anyway, it speaks for itself ( Read more... )

As much as I've been anticipating graduating and having no more school work to do, I must also try and enjoy the last few months I do have. Honestly, I have always done very well in school. My motivation and work ethic when it comes to classes are very strong. In fact, I've only gotten one C in my entire academic career, and that was in an ( Read more... )

Christina Aguilera performed her new single "Hurt" at the Video Music Awards tonight. It's a very pretty ballad from Linda Perry, who also wrote Christina's biggest hit "Beautiful." I love the lyrics to the song; it's about the regret one feels when he or she has lost someone, and it becomes too late to do or say the things you wish you could. I ( Read more... )

I'm enjoying Professor Howell's Broadcast Programming. I'm taking it as an elective, but we talk about television almost constantly -- my kind of class! Today, we discussed shows in syndication and whether or not they have what it takes to do well. A lot of shows based on technology or fashion become dated quickly. Then we started discussing ( Read more... )

This small and cramped room cluttered with a small desk and bed only has room for two -- you and me. Tonight is our night. Your hands are enveloped in mine and our bodies are intertwined as we push out troublesome thoughts of weary work, financial woes, and disloyal friends. I'd never deceive you because I could never endure your loss of trust ( Read more... )