i wrote this for a class in september ( Read more... )

I had this conversation with a friend of mine, quite some time ago (two? three years?), about love. It had to do with the fact that she feared uttering the words "I love you" to her significant other, because what if she didn't? Sure they had been seeing each other for quite some time, but she was only 16 or 17, did she really love that other ( Read more... )

almost july. broken up. relaxed. class and job in a couple of weeks.

so the summer of 06 has begun. for some reason i feel like it's going to be a horrible summer. i quite smoking a month ago and i'd really like a cigarette. oh, and did i mention i discovered i don't know what to do myself at this age still? thats the one thing i'm waiting for maturity to take care of. if it's any consolation, new super mario bros ( Read more... )

i've kinda cooled down since my last entry, but i'm still extremely stressed as i have a lot farther to go until the end of the year. ironically, i'm only here til the 16th, but every minute until then is gonna be major major work.

i saw mission impossible 3 last night, and i loved it entirely way too much. i want to see it again.

I've felt quite awful this past week. besides the fact that I decided I hate this school, and my class, I also haven't felt like i belong anywhere. I quit smoking (today is day seven) so around my friends i feel quite terrible, and the friends i haven't spoken to in a while, i don't know how to approach. i've just ended up sitting in my room ( Read more... )

well, not to complain or anything, but i have an ulcer in my esophagus, i can't drink for the opening night of my show, i haven't eaten since wednesday morning, and i can't eat until sunday. i feel kind of alone and extremely unhappy! on a lighter note, everyone liked the show tonight- and thats a good thing.

well, my brain has a high IQ,
but my heart certainly doesn't!

so here i am at home over winter break ( Read more... )

well, i'll be honest. i was wrong, and now i feel pretty retarded. now i'm back where i started- in fact, i feel a bit further back. alright, thanks for reading, i'm gonna go chop off me wee-wee, cause i don't need it anymore.