I know I'm going against my "keyboards are over rated" thing again, but I cant instantly become a phone person. I'd feel better if I had my license and a car. I could go places and talk with people instead of being locked inside my hot room and talking with people via AIM all the time. Don't get me wrong, it's not bad all the time, but when things ( Read more... )

I really need to get a move on with this whole wanting to write screen play thing. It seems now that after every good movie that I watch, I want to write a movie like it; in terms of how good/amazing/great it is. I need to work on my idea and read more how-to books.

It was just a hook up and I really should have realized before I said some of the things that I did. I regret it, yet at the same time I don't. I'm confused; it's confusing. Oh well, we all learn and use what we learn with the next situation. It was a fun week knowing him and an amazing start to my summer, but I can't let it ruin the rest of it ( Read more... )

I get horny at the most random times.

It's fucking hilarous.

Are they really supposed to tell you shit, or are they just there to give your sleeping experience a better experience?
Cause I swear the last few dreams I've had are trying to tell me something, even if they're not about me. Wtf is up with me and analyzing every fucking thing?
I'm so over this.
I think.

And I really thought writing such a brutal letter to my so-called dad would help him understand what a fucking douche he is. It's been a week and a half and he doesn't have the balls to give a response. It's so typical though. I didn't really want a response because getting it out made me feel better as it is. I really don't know. I gave up on him ( Read more... )

I deal with my emotions in such strange ways. I hate how it takes me forever to talk to the people I need to about the things I need to tell them. However, I love when I can tell instantly when someone around me is acting different. Actually, acting is the wrong word cause she's not exactly acting. It's coming naturally cause I don't think she ( Read more... )

I miss how things used to be. Memories are good to have, but I miss making them. This is what happens when you re-read old MySpace comments.

MySpace ruins lives. Haha, I swear.
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And what does 'playing hard to get' actually mean?

Wow, I think I want this too much. I'm turning into a desperate slut.  Oh shit.

I can't stop listening to Mr. Jones by Counting Crows.  I don't know, it's one of those songs that makes you think about everything all at once & I love it.

After the countless times I've asked for advice on different things, it feels good to finaly be able to help a friend out when they need it. I wouldn't really expect them to seek advice either, ( Read more... )