I'm starting school at Huntington High for the third time already on August 30th and well, I'm not exactly dreading it, but I'm not excited at all either ( Read more... )

I went to Europe; it was amazing! Well, actually, it was pretty freaking dirty. I loved it all ( Read more... )

Once again there has been a change in what I thought was all good. We broke up but this time it's real. With the explanation, "I'm just kinda over it" there doesn't seem to be all too much hope. However, life seems to be absolutely fantastic ( Read more... )

We aren't broken up. Things seem to be better than ever. It's weird.

My new super new high-tech washer and dryer are coming tomorrow. It's ridiculous how excited I am.

However, my life is a bit confusing, I guess. I'm somewhat majorly stressed out but only internally. I've found that I'm someone who doesn't like to think about being stressed so I pretend that I'm fine. School is just stressful. Project after project after project then leading to finals which will finally end in twenty-four days. Half way finished ( Read more... )

I think I really messed up something wonderful that I had completely accidentally. I thought I was just having a harmless conversation about the past and now I can't be trusted.

I'm here alone once again. Believe me, I wouldn't be complaining if I wasn't so upset about life these days. To be honest, I find it quite ridiculous that I am home alone again and it seems as though I'm to fend for myself when it comes to dinner. Not only that but I am angry at myself for being so goddamn upset about everything. My eyes begin to ( Read more... )

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I have the opportunity to hang out with a whole bunch of fun people tonight and I think I'm going to pass it up. The worse part is that I have no idea why I don't feel like doing anything and why I feel like staying home and hanging out. Almost any other teenager would choose going out with their friends over staying home with their family. Hell, I ( Read more... )

I had an awesome night last night. I stood in the mist for four hours, listening to mostly wonderful music with two of my favorite people in the world. That's right. I saw Bright Eyes, Willy Mason, and Sons and Daughters last night at the Santa Barbara Bowl ( Read more... )