i'm watching ferris bueller's day off for the second time today. one of the greatest movies of our generatin. or ever, for that matter. yeah john hughes ( Read more... )

she hated it.
and my frosted flakes have turned all crumbly because its near the end but
not right at the sugary part.
hey guess what, everybody loves...
math class!
or atleast talking singing through math class ( Read more... )

mmmm today was a deliciously good day. thats right: deliciously good. maybe it was my breaking-of-the-bathroom-stall-door this morning, or the creation of the dave moffat project (one year ago three teenage girls went to the bay insearch of dave moffat. all that was found are these video tapes.).
it was just grand. grand i tell you, grand.
tvj held a ( Read more... )

sometimes i wonder if you know...

that i bite my bottom lip when i'm thinking of something to say
how much i hate the telephone
and msn
(but still need both to stay sane)
that i'm too insecure to do anything on my own
that i can't talk to people i don't know
(or that i know don't like me)
that i am unable to carry on a conversation
that i bite my left ( Read more... )

"i want something bad to drink," he says.
i hand him a small bottle of whiskey and watch his adam's apple bob as he chugs it down. "sweet jesus," he sputters. i grin. he leans and presses his mouth on mine, parting my lips a little with his tongue.
i try to play the game and can't.
i can feel his teeth and the warmth and moisture of his lips and the ( Read more... )

i'm home now. my nose hurts. and my hair is half-heartedly curled and crunchy from hairspray. i got home last night around 4:30. sleeping on busses is hard. though the floor is really comfortable. imagine a bus full of cheerleaders, what do you think one of the movies we watched on the way home was ( Read more... )

7 hours. less than 7 hours even, i'm exciiiiiited. i have a room now; people to sit with on the bus. i also have a beautiful care-package from jodie and cathy sitting on my floor that i am just dying to open ( Read more... )

i'm counting those pictures back there as a happy entry. therefore i'm allowed to have 6 more sad entries. well, not "allowed", but if i'm trying to be a happier person, thats how it has to go ( Read more... )

minneapolis is officially going to suck. suckity suck suck suck. they got to pick who they wanted in their rooms..and i guess i wasn't around when this was going on. everyone wants to be with their little groups of friends
aka: not me (but then again, who'd want to hang out with *me* anyways)
maybe i'll camp out in the hallway or something.
i'm scared ( Read more... )

( yeah pictures... )