summer is coming to a halting stop.

the end is near and i can feel the pressure closing in around me.  pressure to go away to college, pressure to stay here, pressure from my family, pressure from my friends, pressure from society, and most of all pressure from me.

i'm actually glad to be returning to school though.  i'm glad that the shackels of ( Read more... )

new screen name:

xyellowxbirdx

i never want what i have.

i get what i (supposedly) want desperately and then i find myself longing for the complete opposite. it's not fair, and i know this is just something that i have to deal with. it's not going to change on it's own.

i guess this is just the way things go.

i am oddly bored... and oddly lonely... and i am so lonely and bored that i am looking forward to going to school in about an hour. leslie's driving me...YAY ( Read more... )

my mom says that in every relationship, one person loves the other one more and it will always be like that. i am wondering 1) does anyone else think this is true? and 2) how much did she fuck me up by telling me that when i was 7 and my dad had just moved out?

i was watching a volleyball game and i looked at this reallyreally, insanely fit and ( Read more... )

i am feeling the sudden urge to update. of course, i have nothing significant to report and no interesting ponderings of life to offer, except this ( Read more... )

today was a good day. it was a short, very ordinary, very good day. i liked it. tomorrow, i will wear my new skirt. it is really pretty, i love it. depending, of course, upon the weather. but i am hoping to wear it ( Read more... )

one of the keys on my keyboard isn't working. you will find out which one it is soon enough. i will just ha_e (there it is) to write and underscore instead. so bear with me and if i spell anything wrong, i apologize ( Read more... )

i just got the tickets for taking back sunday and jimmy eat world. i am so excited i could die ( Read more... )

Playing at People, a Gloomy Diary or Journal consisting of Prose, Verse, and What-Have-You, Inspired by the Realization that Half the People Have Stopped Being Themselves and Are Acting Unknown Parts

isn't it odd how something you thought would liberate you and give you new freedom finds a way to turn all ugly and leave you right in the place that ( Read more... )