If anyone wants to attend a bon fire at New Smyrna Beach tonight, call my cell phone or meet at the starbucks in lake mary at 8-8:30. I'll be online for a bit, I'll have my away message on, but leave a message, and I'll call you if I have your number, or just reply if you're still online. yeah ... It's going to be a rockin good time, so all should ( Read more... )

I hate being the last person to know things that are relatively important to my everyday life.

Gripe Complain Bitch Moan

and so on.

I'm so sick of the bullshit. I'm sick of my family, the drama, work, money (or the lack there of), school, ex boyfriends who ask for sex, and after you them turn down, ask for threesomes ... enough said ( Read more... )

I'm sick .. it's no good ( Read more... )

Last night was modest mouse, and it was fantastic. I heard they weren't all that good live, but that is just hear say my friends. It was a close second to d-plan in the best show category. Oh and I got my first ink last sunday. It's beautiful, or atleast I think it is. I'll post pictures asap, but right now I'm going to meet daryll's grandma and ( Read more... )

I've been rather oblivious to my mental state as of late. It's become obvious to me now that things are getting better, but I'm staying the same. I'm in between emotions. Feeling this way is new to me, or atleast recognizing it is. I just finished Prozac Nation, and it was so comforting to see that other people endure such trying emotions, but I ( Read more... )

My job is lame. If I could, I'd kill it a thousand times. It's like 9 and I'm still here ... fuck that.

You know how you sometimes feel it's fitting to forgive someone when they fuck up, but it just stings so bad, you can't? Yeah that's how I feel right now. I may have deserved a bit of poor treatment from a certain person, but not to the extent that I recieved. Also, the fact that I'm not just facing the problem head on was what got me in trouble in ( Read more... )

I've not written in quite some time. I find myself saying that in most of my entries. I don't even really know why I have this journal anymore. Its somewhat pointless. My life is always changing, yet regardless I can't rid myself of the feeling that it's going nowhere. For a few days I felt like a transfer in schools was going to help me accomplish ( Read more... )

I haven't updated in quite some time. Much has happened, yet all I care to say is that Atlanta has quite literally stolen my only Joy.

I need a date like a junkie needs a hit.
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