*relaxed sigh ( Read more... )

I can't sleep...fortunately with a few pills I'm feeling better...but I'm just...sad ( Read more... )

I'm in Char's room....

ummm...wow...the country music is just a little thick.

"...takin' my turn on the sin wagon..."

"KKKKAAATE! He's going to hump me!"
"I'm sorry but if he's going to hump you he's going to hump you."

Awww...Suga don't give me that look!...Stop pouting!!! AHAB!

BTW...Chas is like mad hot yo...boo.

As I stood in the front attempting to catch someone's brief attention I saw her. She stood, back to me, less than ten feet away. Rage billowed and hate colored my eyes...if only she would turn around. Fantastical ideas raced in my head: I could tell her what she is...maybe I could jump the counter and deck her swiftly across the jaw. The ( Read more... )

CAUTION: the views expressed in this entry may not reflect those of the readers. That's because they are mine. I'm intitled to think my own thoughts, and you are permitted yours. Should mine clash with yours, c'est la vie. Just remember: I'm not a bad person. Honest.
Here is a little gripe of mine. All right. Its more than a "little" gripe. ( Read more... )

Hmm...I guess you could say I'm not happy with myself. I'm stuck at a fork in the road. So many things are being thrown at me: GRE's, Graduate school, Changing Majors, Paramedic (...?), Doctorate, Masters, Marriage (?!). I want to address it all. Yet, for how eager I am, I'm equally as pleased staying in the momment and just being a kid. ( Read more... )

"Can we at least talk?" He implores honestly ( Read more... )

I'm getting antsy!!! I only have 11 hours scheduled for this week and its certainly not enough (both for the money and that damn adrenaline rush). Next week I have 20 scheduled hours...but 8 of those are at college football games. KILL ME. The other 12 is with a paramedic who has the weirdest personality: He does odd things (like riding the ( Read more... )

Sometimes words are wordless and empty. The torment of emotions not quite bubbling over and still expressionless is more overwhelming than moving. Sometimes another needs to speak for you.

Close my eyes ( Read more... )

Been awhile ( Read more... )