Chemistry is the devil. So is biology. Add Chancellor Nordenberg to the list. And the smelly, dirty bicycle-hobos outside of McDonalds.

I need a drink.

Ugh.. I'm so sick and tired of this shit. I feel desperately ineffectual, kinda like the anonymous anti-hero in Notes from (the) Underground. But that's just how I feel, that's not how I am. I'm not a superfluous man. I'm not a gothic, non-conformist, emo piece of shit. I can make a lot of my life with what I've been given. I just want to do more ( Read more... )

My high school recently made national news and U.S. history ( Read more... )

A friend recently told me that I'm getting ballsy in my old age. It's the best compliment I've received in a long time. And I since I was ballsy enough to accept the compliment- something I rarely do- I knew it had to be true ( Read more... )

Ouch ( Read more... )

[EDIT: THIS ENTRY WAS POORLY WRITTEN. ERGO, IT'S CURRENTLY IN THE SHOP FOR REPAIRS.]

Because I'm too tired to write anything and need to take a two-hour nap, here's my taste in girls:

Your Score: The Debutante

50% Sexy-Cute, 57% Dark-Light, 70% Artsy-Stylish

Cute, neither Dark nor Light, and Stylish, you'll find the Debutante at high-class New York parties, making the rounds. She'll have a glass ( Read more... )

Something caught my eye. I was aboard the 20B en route to my apartment. I saw it standing on the corner of Morewood and Center. There, a mere 85 paces from the Centre Plaza bus stop, there my friends, there it was ( Read more... )

It's been a night of clear skies, crisp air, and cheese omelets. It was the first of its kind in some time. Call it medicine for the common head trip. Nights like these serve as welcome reminders that drama should be forgotten, tragedy remembered, and life embraced in the quiet hours.

Day ( Read more... )