"What happens at Festival stays at Festival," translates into "Jenn has hit rock bottom."

This is definitely the first time I've listened to Dashboard Confessional since the week Steve and I broke up. "Hands Down" was the first song to play, and I could not stomach it. :\ So... yeah... "This Brilliant Dance" is possibly going to be the end of me...

hmmm. Public speaking is boring. I think I shall update this thing later. Much to say... much to say.

Ugh. Exhausted. Completely exhausted.

I've recently noted how detached I have become from most human contact- my life seems to be deviod of old friendships, purged of past relations. Old memories flicker in my mind, like a kaleidoscope of fuzzy movie stills. I repeatedly witness old events that surge with ancient longing.

Today's List of Missed Comrades
[I miss...]- Calling Fuzz on ( Read more... )

It's weird how life keeps going on- no matter what. When you're young, you're invincible. Nothing can stop you from doing everything, and from everything doing you. It's easy to keep pace with existing. There's time to go out, have fun, be young. But then you get old and everything slows down. Suddenly, there's no more time. Or, rather, there's ( Read more... )

Update: I think I'm going insane.

I have survived my first week of senior year.

i think i'm gonna get heartburn. damn pasta.

damn excessive eating/weight gain too.