God damn it! I'm on vacation! Don't get me wrong, I love vacations, but I have the Big Bang ( Read more... )

Hey, guys! I guess I'm just typing to myself because I have been gone for, well, geez, a frickin' year. ...My bad ( Read more... )

 Hey, guys. I know I haven't updated in like forever, and I'm so sorry. I feel so lame. Ugh. I'm trying to get back into writing, but then things like this weekend happen ( Read more... )

I know I should be updating my fic, or at the very least finishing my essays for my college apps, but fuck it. I am so... what's the word? Angry. I am angry. I am furious. I am fucking livid.
My mother just needs to go somewhere else for all of the Christmas break because I, honestly, which each passing minute matricide is becoming a much more ( Read more... )

Applying to college is not particularly fun - believe me. But I am doing my essays and one of the questions from DePaul was to describe a personal challenge and who you turned to such and so forth. I really have not had any personal challenges before, admittedly I went through Katrina, but I don't want to USE that. Y'know ( Read more... )

My brother is back in town. I was so excited because I hadn't seen him in a long time. He was the first person I told about my relationship with Sophie. He was supportive the way I thought family was supposed to be about these types of things. I knew I could never get that from my father because of how he feels about homosexuality (which seems so ( Read more... )

It's a very good friend's (a.k.a. he is kinda stupid, but I love him anyway) birthday. His name is Shiloh the Albino. Although not strictly speaking an albino (he has blue eyes), the name makes me giggle, so it remains. He recently found my livejournal account...talk about awkward. I have keeping it a secret in shame (pudor - Latin for shame), but ( Read more... )

So hi again...to all those people that spend their time reading my livejournal.  I'm sure no one actually does and that is fine to me. I suppose this is all about talking rather than actually getting listened to. Whoever does end up reading this know that it is just as strange for me to write it.

I had my first girlfriend. Really my first romantic ( Read more... )