The first week of January this year. I got knocked up=18-25 years of responsibility for another human being. YAY!

just burn me. i don't particularly enjoy the thought of rotting in a fancy box. oh...and no keeping my ashes on the mantle either...thats just creepy. i think a viking funeral would be good :) but who cares anyway it's not like I'm gonna be hangin around watching it. I'll be DEAD. gone. unaware of my past life. so i guess you can do whatever makes ( Read more... )

YOURS!

By the Ocean hands down. I love the ocean. It's powerful, cleansing, and nourishing to my soul. The ocean is my favorite place in the world!  I can't imagine not living somewhere reasonably close to an ocean.

I can't afford a gun...so probably jumping from the tallest building I can find or maybe something classy like cutting my wrists in the bath. You know- I DO want to be remembered.

 Hmm the first ones  I saw are the model pitures left in my food tray that it came with.  It is a reminder of my laziness. No one is ever here to see my tray anyway...

-the first time i asked a boy to a dance. i was 13. they were so cruel.....
-hiding in my closet when my father was in a drunken rage and my mother pushed him through the wall outside my door. they covered the hole  with a mirror.
-i liked to play "train" down the hallway with all the chairs in the house and my stuffed animals. i was always very ( Read more... )

on the particular night i actually fell alseep reading in bed before midnight. i awoke in time to hear the neighbors tv announce the new year. i went back to sleep.

buy things. i like to spend money. i dont have the money i crave to spend. why oh why.....

I don't fucking know.  thats pretty damn  far off. i can think of two scenarios. #1 i'm stuck being a security guard still(or something just as crappy), unmarried and therefore past my personal time limit of having chilluns and living with an equally lametarded roommate.  #2 i finally got over my dumbass fear of failure at my fitness training test ( Read more... )