Staying Angry Long After It's Over ( Read more... )

I had this euphoric feeling about myself two days ago when I realize that my grades are good enough for the pharmacy program here at UB. But then I ran into this young man in chemistry lab who recieved a perfect 100 on the previous chem. test and has a GPA of 3.9, not to mention the A he got in last semester's chemistry class. I asked him what he ( Read more... )

I never really forgot about this journal, but not until I read through a friends old one did I get the urge to revisit my own entries here  and surprisingly these old entries were more moving than expected.

I'm alright now. I've lived through the highs and lows that come with being a teen.  Sean and I are still very much in love and I can't express ( Read more... )

Yanno.. I don't complain about how much time you spend with your friends, mkay. I really don't like that you think you can tell me how long I can talk to someone on the phone. Wow, it's not even like I was hanging out with them. Just cause you're the guy in the relationship and your hyper protective doesn't mean squat, I got feelings and pride to ( Read more... )

What in the world has happen to Livejournal in the past couple of years? I don't get this anymore. Computers don't interest me at all... what a wasted youth. On the bright side I'll never have to take key boarding classes. Yay me ( Read more... )

10:00 am, July 19, 2005 ( Read more... )

Yeah Fun Time. Gather round kiddies while I show you just how shallow I can be.

So I passed around my planner and told people to write a little about what they thought of ME in it. Hurrs what I got yo:

1.) I think your Asian and super sexy - our Lova Dan <3 ( Read more... )

Woohoo. Found what I want for Christmas. ;B


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I just finished a charcoal drawing for school. Movie poster for the book, "Night" Just wanted to document how I feel after a drawing ( Read more... )

I'm being completely serious when I say I have always felt that whales look like they should be able to fly. People, namingly my younger brother, are usually kind enough to take time out of their busy lives to sit me down and tell me gently, "It's a fucken thousand pound whale, it can't fly." (At which point I usually run away and cry ( Read more... )