Saturday afternoon. Yesterday was a decent day. Lauren ended up asking me to take Andrew's role in the StuPro after he dropped out, which I gladly accepted. I've gone from a non-speeaking role with maybe five minutes stage time to a major role. Not only that, but my new part is Valent Lesso, or Steve Suchan, aka the "Slovak Love God". Pretty effin ( Read more... )

It continues. Three days now that I've been off the drugs- four if you count Sunday (which I don't- because technically I DID smoke weed on Sunday, though I got in Saturday night's rest afterwards). It may not sound like long to you, but for me, that's fucking intense. Understand, I've been smoking weed almost daily for over a year. At the worst ( Read more... )

It begins. Today I went without drugs, and it was fine. There was a moment of hesitation before I stepped on the bus, but I quieted it by promising myself a new bead for my nipple ring. It's nice to be able to spend money on things apart from drugs and cigarettes, even if you get ridiculously ripped off in the process. $9.20 for a metal ball about ( Read more... )

So after school today (which was fucked, there were some crazy costumes) a bunch of us went to see the directors' scenes. However, I only ended up seeing one. It was a decent one, though. ANYWAYS, after that I went out with Josh, Cameron, Celyn and James. We hacked, smoked a spliff at Grasshopper hill, hacked, went to Subway, and hacked for a long ( Read more... )

Ever felt taken for granted? I try not to let it happen to me, because the emotion of guilt revolts me, but sometimes it happens despite my wishes. Seems I'm reaping my karmic reward for being a self-absorbed bastard in my youth. Well, all I can say is that I'm coming away with a keener understanding of the pain I've caused others, and a little ( Read more... )

Strength. The ability to endure in the face of adversity. That's what it's always been ( Read more... )

I'm tired of this place. I came here expecting it to be the start of a great new life for me: away from my past, starting over in a place that encourages self-development. But one small mistake led to another, and now I'm stuck in a vicious cycle of volatile emotions. And again I am at a standstill; it seems I must leave to continue to grow. The ( Read more... )

Words used to be my expertise. Now all they do is confuse me. I've lost all talent with them; the only medium in which I can use them properly is poetry, which is wholly on account of the fact that poetry is vague by nature ( Read more... )

HELP! A horrible accident occurred while I was re-embroidering my initials on the contents of my underwear drawer and I was transported to the year 1742! I've managed to fashion a primitive computer out of beaver pelts and three small coconuts, but I don't know how long it will be before one of the many deadly and educational events taking place in ( Read more... )

This is my first entry in a week, so put on a pot of coffee and get comfortable. I'll try to make a long story short ( Read more... )