i took my loved one out to dinner, so she could get some food.
i uploaded a bunch of new user photos.
this ones barak obama holding a baby whose head says "babys 4 barak".
which is kind of a statement.
and kind of cruel.
but makes for a good photo.
http://www.boston.com/news/odd/articles/2006/03/29/crazy_cat_terrorizes_connecticut_town/?p1=MEWell_Pos4
yet another link.
this ones effing HILARIOUS, though.
and, yay, i slipped in an "effing".
i just said "omg i cant wait to go to europeee."
and as stupid as that particular quote sounds (and thats why i used 'omg' ... to sound stupid. i swear) i CANNOT wait to go.
it is dominating my life.
i also want to visit teresa at school.
although i feel like i am always the one making the effort to visit people.
but i guess its worth it, because at least then i get to see them.
i wish that i didnt get upset with my mum on the phone.
were too far away.
and i hardly ever get upset with her.
but this is twice in a week.
and my car is FINE.
and i love her and this freaks me out.
im going to start reading "the perks of being a wallflower," again.
i watched "garden state," tonight.
"fuck, this hurts so much."
"i know. but thats life. and sometimes it fucking hurts. but its all we have."
i try to avoid expletives in this journal.
but sometimes theyre so necessary.
and that was a quote.
and i dont need to defend myself to you.
have you noticed that, lately, all of my posts have been late at night (or early in the morning)?
i think so much more, at these times.
about things about which i want to write.
david lindner is a good man.
and i hope that derek does what he loves.
and YOU.
you dont freaking talk to me.
why do you hate me?
HONESTLY.
its not fair.
im your best friend.
those are your words.
you pose as my friend when im around, and when im not, i dont exist to you.
have fun trying to get laid.
i want a tattoo.
a peace sign.
the CHI RHO symbol.
john lennon lyrics.
i only want one, though.
and i want all three of those things.
life is HARD.
bite me, IR midterm.
and most likely info tech, too.
i am not afraid of you.
but i am afraid for the housing lottery.
and for living with a few people, in particular.
and alanna, i love it when youre happy.
and in the end, we can all call a friend.
i cant believe that i just-possibly incorrectly-quoted OAR.
how disgraceful.
and yet, such an important song, to me.
the end.
i love you.
this ones barak obama holding a baby whose head says "babys 4 barak".
which is kind of a statement.
and kind of cruel.
but makes for a good photo.
http://www.boston.com/news/odd/articles/2006/03/29/crazy_cat_terrorizes_connecticut_town/?p1=MEWell_Pos4
yet another link.
this ones effing HILARIOUS, though.
and, yay, i slipped in an "effing".
i just said "omg i cant wait to go to europeee."
and as stupid as that particular quote sounds (and thats why i used 'omg' ... to sound stupid. i swear) i CANNOT wait to go.
it is dominating my life.
i also want to visit teresa at school.
although i feel like i am always the one making the effort to visit people.
but i guess its worth it, because at least then i get to see them.
i wish that i didnt get upset with my mum on the phone.
were too far away.
and i hardly ever get upset with her.
but this is twice in a week.
and my car is FINE.
and i love her and this freaks me out.
im going to start reading "the perks of being a wallflower," again.
i watched "garden state," tonight.
"fuck, this hurts so much."
"i know. but thats life. and sometimes it fucking hurts. but its all we have."
i try to avoid expletives in this journal.
but sometimes theyre so necessary.
and that was a quote.
and i dont need to defend myself to you.
have you noticed that, lately, all of my posts have been late at night (or early in the morning)?
i think so much more, at these times.
about things about which i want to write.
david lindner is a good man.
and i hope that derek does what he loves.
and YOU.
you dont freaking talk to me.
why do you hate me?
HONESTLY.
its not fair.
im your best friend.
those are your words.
you pose as my friend when im around, and when im not, i dont exist to you.
have fun trying to get laid.
i want a tattoo.
a peace sign.
the CHI RHO symbol.
john lennon lyrics.
i only want one, though.
and i want all three of those things.
life is HARD.
bite me, IR midterm.
and most likely info tech, too.
i am not afraid of you.
but i am afraid for the housing lottery.
and for living with a few people, in particular.
and alanna, i love it when youre happy.
and in the end, we can all call a friend.
i cant believe that i just-possibly incorrectly-quoted OAR.
how disgraceful.
and yet, such an important song, to me.
the end.
i love you.