it's a bad habit of mine, only writing when things go wrong. i just find i don't have much to say ( Read more... )

i got a small piece of my neck cut out. i got 2 stitches. i might have skin cancer.

the probability is there. i'm not terribly concerned. you really shouldn't be.

but if they do come back positive, i hope all of you that made fun of the black freckle/moles on my neck go to hell, assholes.

so remember kiddies, use sunblock everyday ^_^

i've been in a sandstorm for daze. war movies only reassert what a waste of time this has been. mostly because my lot has landed me the most uneventful, unrewarding job there is. i have my comfort zone and that's great. what i don't have is a goddamn thing to be proud of. i got a package from some lutheran family from illinois. they wrote a ( Read more... )

somewhere along the line, i became mentally impotent.

a product of my environment maybe. are things like this reversible?

there is no right or wrong, this is only progression or stagnation. if i came back to arizona would i be missing out on some different experience? i concede the point that the familiarity and support from friends in tucson would better help me zero in on what should be my focus: school. or do i just see that as a course of action because it's ( Read more... )

anything i've dreamt lately is a thousand times more enjoyable than the dull mulling of reality. over a phone call, i realized that my anxiety is expected. i'm frustrated, and my eyes have a constant burn in them that can only be alleviated when i shut them. i wish i could cover my ears the same way and mute all the buzzing around me. i'm sick ( Read more... )

even stranded in the computer lab while a sandstorm rages on i have trouble finding a reason to update ( Read more... )

i've just about had it. i grit my teeth and force a smile but really i'm sick of feigning interest with these people.

no care ever. i just want to get back home really.

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it's intimidating to think i'll have to look for a job. find a place to live and someone to live with and buy a car. no point in being scared.

i wish your ringtone yelled "PICK UP THE FUCKIN PHONE!"

so i could finally hear a voice on the other end of the line.

life aint bad. i need to lay off the ice cream >_

my feet hurt.