why do i still write in this? mostly because i'm too lazy to write in my real journal. which is hidden in my room somewhere so dre doesn't read it. i'm a writing major i should probably not be too lazy to grab a pen and write huh? whatevs ( Read more... )

no one to talk to, nothing to even say. dont know what to do do do do do do do. i wish someone was around who wasnt so involved. i dont know what im talking about. im tired of all this stupid bullshit and im tired of feeling like crap.

i went to the east side of campus today to eat and got soaked. rain's supposed to be good for flowers and trees and grass but i think it's drowning them. all the tulips in the garden have no petals. it looks ugly and sad. i leave boston in 2 days and this is how nature says goodbye. go figure east coast ( Read more... )

sometimes, i hate everyone in existence. particularly those people from staten island new york ( Read more... )

so im currently sitting at 132, enjoying my boring desk shift. extended stay at emerson started wednesday, when matty and most everyone else left. wednesday sucked a lot without matt, but ive been so busy since then that i haven't been too uber clingy girlfriend. amy and i moved into the apartment, it's awesome and so pretty and we have so much ( Read more... )

if matt tells me one more time that i'm tagging along with his friends, im going to stab him. everything he says in reference to me and them makes it perfectly clear im the outsider in the group. and i know he doesnt do it on purpose but still. tonight he told me he was going straight to jess's from the liquor store so id have to "tag along with ( Read more... )

the end of this year is coming too quickly and i dont know what to do. no more beacon street, 4 months without matty, an apartment next year? WHEN did i become an adult please tell me? i feel old. everythings moving way too fast and i dont like it. this was such a great year, why does anything have to change ( Read more... )

all ill say is this ( Read more... )

here's my problem. here's all of em actually ( Read more... )

no one ever let me drink like that again. please. for the sake of my boyfriends sanity. its not an exaggeration to say i hate myself right now. sigh.