The past decade has been a whirlwind. A lot has happened and I thought I would take a moment to write it all out here, so that my 40 year old self has a recollection of all that passed ( Read more... )

Editing, editing, editing. If I want to be taken seriously, I don't have to project that cute and nice image. Also, people are way weirder than we think. Normal people are people who know of their weirdness and have no qualms hiding it.

Every time I write a Facebook status update, I just delete it. Maybe because I know nobody cares or maybe because I know that nobody cares.

I was really hoping for a snow day yesterday. I felt like I was walking in a movie scene in the morning, some isolated tundra. Didn't happen. I was totally confident that there would be a snow day today. Didn't happen. This pretty annoying girl who I hope never becomes a professor because she will scare undergrads away complained of our lack ( Read more... )

In two clicks, I can see entries from three years ago. Proof that I neglect this journal completely. For some odd reason, the thought of how different I've become in such a short span of time (roughly three months) makes me feel pukishly overwhelmed. I don't think the sore throat, itchy eyes, and runny nose help that case either. Well, I just ( Read more... )

I've had this journal for almost six years now. It's probably the only journal that I have kept updated...or at least semi updated. And I'm back again. I dunno why. I was reading another girl's journal and she reminded me of myself, everything annoying and stupid. Talking about how her grades weren't good enough to get her to the school she ( Read more... )

I need to be studying right now but I feel so distracted. Not in the A.D.D. sense, but the whole I feel like I'm guilty of something. I want to concentrate. The lady at the ophthamologist likes big name schools. What can i do? I'm a loser baby.

I am totally in the mood to talk about my life. Well then ( Read more... )

Writing college essays really does suck. I talked to Mr. Adams about possible paper topics, and we decided on the "how i missed my ACT" dilemma. To tell you the truth, I think that it's complete garbage. Yeah, it was the moment in which Daddy told me I could go to NYU and become a graphic designer and everything, but still, I think that it's a ( Read more... )

I take people for granted much of the time.