I don't know what it is about this heat, but I just. can't. take it.

This sticky uncomfortableness, which has turned uglier and uglier until it is now this sweltering monster, is simply inescapable. It has taken over the country, gobbling up shade and cool breezes, little kids' icecream (not very nice at all) and withering delicate plants ( ( Read more... )

This has certainly been a long time coming, and for some strange reason this gigantic piece of news still hasn't hit me or sunk in or ANYTHING; all of it feels surreal in the most vivid sense of the word ( Read more... )

Hilarious how so many of the 'cool' people from livejournal have up and left--joined the ranks of myspace. Absolutely high-larious. By the way, I'm there too... so if you're on it and you know what I'm talking about, look me up. You know who you are.

I got clocked in the head with the door from an aluminum mail bin today at work, and now there's this thing above my eyebrow. fun ( Read more... )

what happens to the magic of being young ( Read more... )

George Gray

I have studied many times
The marble which was chiseled for me--
A boat with a furled sail at rest in a harbor.
In truth it pictures not my destination
But my life.
For love was offered me and I shrank from its disillusionment;
Sorrow knocked at my door, but I was afraid;
Ambition called to me, but I dreaded the chances.
Yet all the while I ( Read more... )

I thought that I would have something insightful to say, but I really don't. I turn nineteen today. I feel a lot older than that.

Update coming soon.

I screamed for the first time today. I stepped in the door and, immediately knowing that no one was home, got this huge urge to scream as loudly and as intensely as I could. I fought it for a few minutes, since I've never truly screamed nor tried it before, but after a while I couldn't resist. I loved the sound of it, the way the whole thing ( Read more... )

I think that I'm starting to feel comfortable in this body. I no longer completely avoid the mirror. I no longer cringe or angrily stare back when I accidently catch a glimpse of myself in some reflective surface ( Read more... )

I... have a DATE... on Saturday. Well, kind of a date (not a real, "do you want to go on a date with me" kind of date)--but excited nevertheless. I've never been on a real date before, still waiting for that one. This has got to be the weirdest thing, and I'm not quite sure how to handle it. I've just been (I don't know.. just about every ( Read more... )