Well two days off actually. Not that work has been terribly strenuous the last couple days with my four hour shifts, but it's nice to know I don't have to be somewhere by 5. I've got a lot to do on Stories. And I foolishly signed up to co-Admin a Hunger Games RP on proboards. If it was InvisionFree or IPBFree I'd probably already have a layout ( Read more... )

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I got a private message or whatever from fungiblefun asking me to friend him/her/it because he has been lurking around my journal and enjoys reading about the struggles of other writers because it gives him 'hope'. Now, if I remember correctly (and I'm not positive I do, but the username sounds very familiar in this way), this is the guy who messaged me when ( Read more... )

So I tried weed for the first time Wednesday night. And probably the only time. I really hated it. I was already drunk, which probably contributed, but it was a really scary feeling. I felt completely disconnected. I had this weird moment that I'm never going to be able to explain properly, but it was sort of like I realized reality was just ( Read more... )

Grades were supposed to be posted today -- I checked last night and they were up. I made a 3.28, which is a little close for comfort in my opinion. Danny was trying to convince me that B+s are 3.5s, which would have been nice, but unfortunately they might as well not put a plus or minus for all the good they do. I think I'll do better next ( Read more... )

Poor Danny had a horrible hangover today so he picked me up after school and went in to work late... but he's at work now, and he'll be there until 7:30. He's supposed to bring back this girl who works there that he had a brief thing with to watch Deja-Vu, and at first I was really freaked out by it. Danny was like, "There's no emotional ( Read more... )

I got graduation tickets today. Each senior gets fifteen, which to me is plenty, but there are still seniors walking around going, "Do you need all your tickets? Can I have them?" It annoys me very seriously. I need six at most, maybe only four. I gave two to Mae because as a tenth grader she doesn't get tickets of her own. The rest... I'll ( Read more... )

I wrote this huge letter to my friend Ash in Alaska... part I wrote on Christmas, part the day before Valentine's Day. I still haven't mailed it. I'm splitting it up into several parts and posting it here. I don't expect anyone to read it -- it's way too long -- but it'll be here for me to look back on.

( letter to ash part one )

We got back today from visiting Guilford... and I am so fucking stressed out. I don't know what the fuck I'm going to do.

( I'm going to be honest. )

I got interrupted writing that entry last night. I mean, I had more to say, but the moment's gone. I'm so tired of living with my parents. Ever since I turned sixteen whenever my dad has gotten particularly pissed with me he's thrown a suitcase on my bed and told me if I don't like living here, I'm old enough I can get out. He'd give me a ( Read more... )