1) Go on Wikipedia ( Read more... )

only I could spend the night with so many boys I really like and yet, each time, have it remain completely innocent.

only I... and a nun, probably.

way to go, Reitmeyer.

sigh... I'm getting all jamiroquai about it. and thinking about the "rest of my life ( Read more... )

Max asked me the other day whom, that I know, would I want to spend the rest of my life with. I said "me." I thought it an odd question coming from him. We've been hanging out a lot ( Read more... )

This post is here to commemorate the meeting, dancing-with, watching entourage-with, and subsequent leaving forever-of Ben (?), Owen, and Jim, class of 2005, Harvard. I went to this totes rando party tonight that I thought I'd be leaving very quickly and not only did it take place in a fort, but I met a girl from Interlochen, hung out with Daniel ( Read more... )

I forgot how sad American History X is ( Read more... )

I finally got to open up to Susan about all the pressure and shitty treatment I've gotten from the Dance Department over the years. She responded by thanking me for my honesty. So maybe nothing will change, but at least someone knows. And I still love the Department, even with the abuse. Most of the e-mail was just me saying I don't like ( Read more... )

I've looked at [my mother] from both sides now, from up and down... and still, somehow it's [my mother]'s illusions I recall. I really don't know [my mother] at all ( Read more... )

first day of senior year. it was pretty good (before and after the JRJP shat all over it). I am really in love with my classes/all of my friends/MOST of my professors/life right now. aside from slightly wondering if certain friends of mine actually like me anymore, I can't much complain (unless you get me talking about the Jump Rhythm Jazz ( Read more... )

I do hope I get a car for graduation, because sometimes, like tonight, I just want to get out and drive north. it's in my blood. I'm too awake and restless and alone and I miss too many people.