Things are ok. I won't get into it.

I got a puppy. I can't think of a name for him. He has a broken leg. Please give me money so I can get it fixed.

Most of the time I am so happy with how things are going for me. Good friends, good job (even though I hate it), good man. Then other times I feel like i'm losing myself or i've forgotten who I am and I just want to get away from everything and everyone. I'm too emotional right now. I can't even stop it. I'm sorry.

I totally bullshitted my way through my entire high school career. Possibly even my middle and grade school carreers as well. As awesome as it was, I sort of get the feeling I won't be able to do that after I graduate. It's a scary thought. But i'm ready to grow up. After I get all the partying out of my system of course.

Im still alive. Things are good. Dare I say fantastic? Yeah. For the most part anyway.

I talked to my dad for the first time in about 2 years a couple days ago. We went to dinner last night. It was nice. I missed having a dad. Granted, we've been through alot of shitty stuff. But I'd much rather have him in my life ( Read more... )

That last post was a total lie. Fuck this shit.

I'm getting totally wasted tonight then I'm going to beat the piss out of someone.

Things start to make more and more sense everyday. This whole situation sucks. Alot. But I think I'm ok with it.

( These are the things I miss; )

I didn't drop out of school. So shut the fuck up.

My birthday weekend was pretty much awesome. Dan took me to dinner. I got another tattoo. Me, Dan, Katey, Shemeley, and Gavi went to the strip club last night. We spent like three hours there. Gavi bought me a lap dance. I got lots of boobs and butts in my face. It doesnt get much better than that. Except it did because one of the dancers told me ( Read more... )