ive moved again! to wordpress and the wonderful world of password-protected entries. it's so underused that the most amazing names are AVAILABLE, like AGRAJAG and SVLADCJELLI and i am SWOONING WITH GLEE
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anw i just watched fahrenheit 9/11 (oho, its starting already) and now i finally understand how it really feels like to truly not know whether to laugh or cry, and why most of the time people end up doing both.
today i found a hair in my book that glowed a pretty light brown in the sun. upon closer inspection it turned out to be a pubic hair. im never renting books from westmall again.
this morning i woke up earlier than i am wont to and was grumpy all the way to the crowded ten a.m. bus stop, but it was worth it in the end and now im lying flat on my back
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i sound like such a melodramatic piece of shit! haha. thank you all for your kind concern, today is an up in my wildly seesawing emotional spectrum. have Field Trip in half an hour! how exciting. and thats not even sarcasm. im still alone in the library, but for once i feel good about it. solitude is meant to be relished when youve trudged your way
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i am a person who needs constant reassuarance that people want me around, and i will never ever initiate interaction unless im completely sure the other person wants to talk to me. of all the people ive known in my life i can only say that about three of them, my three best friends in the world, and even with them sometimes im not sure. now if you
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im sitting alone in the crowded library feeling utterly alone and isolated. most of the time, even amongst my 'friends' if i can call them that, im always just tagging along, never really part of anything. things were supposed to change in university; i was supposed to make the effort to participate more in life and not just let everything wash
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every night in my tiny haunted room i try to sleep despite the sticky heat and mysterious noises; sometimes i succeed, sometimes i dont. down below in the dirty void deck , there will always be late-night sounds- the irritating malay upstarts who talk loudly and rev their motorcycle engines and ride up and down the driveway for the hell of waking
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