note to self and anyone else to reads this:
"a dirty job" by christopher moore is the best book i have ever read in my life. its funny, intelligent and incredibly orginal. its awesome and i love it. i would definitely refer it to anyone who likes gothic, hellish, funny ass books. yea, reading is fundamental. lol.

so..... you know you have acne when you go to get gas and the gas station attendant tries to give you advice about it in broken english...... please kill me.

i never realized how awful people are until today. i took my highschool ring off to wash my hands and i accidentally left it by the sink in the bathroom. i came back a lil bit later realizing i left it and it was gone. i asked around and no one had turned it in to security or anything. i put up some flyers with my number but i highly doubt ill ever ( Read more... )

today is a day of revelation. in the ever intelligent words of katie, "guys suck". today i found out that out in more ways than one. i am under appreciated in my relationship. he let his friends disrepect the shit out of me, sat there and watched. so much more to that story but i dont want to go into any more detail. besides all that neat stuff, i ( Read more... )

so yea im falling apart at the seams. im scared of myself. i look in the mirror and i hate what i see. i look into my future and its as unclear as my skin. my portfolio review is on december 14. i will know my future by then. i am terrified. i am not good.

i saw him working on a house in caldwell. i passed by and then decided to turn around and go say hi. i pulled up in front of the house, honked and waved. he didnt recognize me. i got out, walked up to him and said hey i thought that was you. the conversation was cold and awkward, i knew he didnt want to talk to me. i knew i had made a huge mistake ( Read more... )

i wish i had another place to vent my sorrows but i fear i do not. i feel so forgotten and unloved. why is it always me who is left out, why am i the one that no one cares to talk to anymore? lindsay has contacted everyone, even kirsten, but not me. rachel is hanging out with ksenia but not me. ksenia is hanging out with lindsay and rachel and even ( Read more... )

no one loves me, so im writing in this fucking thing to fish for love. sigh.

its 7, im home doing nothing. you know you're alone and forgotten about when you are sitting at home on your birthday watching batman, blaming him for you existence. if it wasn't for him my parents wouldnt have met and i wouldnt be alive. oh to dream. i hate birthdays, they only remember how alone i am and how no one gives a shit im on this earth.

things have changed too much. i might not be around much longer.