Well, I'm in college now. Party for me. Life has been pretty busy right now, between school/school/work/bandpractice/church/churchbandpractice/footbalgames/comingcontests. Haven't had much time for things I like to do. Oh well. That's life. Everyone hates theirs, no reason I shouldn't join the crowd. But excuse my pessimism. I guess I should be ( Read more... )

This is a little about me, I suppose. I need to talk to someone, but I can't, so I guess I'll just put what's in my head here for right now. So what am I? Who am I ( Read more... )

Just another night in my mind. If anyone has anything to say at anytime, please say it to me. I need more talking to take my mind away from me. It's really starting to bug me again ( Read more... )

Good evening, everyone. This is the T. It's been quite the interesting summer so far, and it doesn't look to be slowing down. For those of you interested, I've got myself a used skateboard, and have been regularly beating the crap out of myself since then. I love it ( Read more... )

Can anyone tell me why I'm here?

Well well well. Such an interesting year this has been. I won't bother with details, because I'm sure the 2.5 people who care already know everything I have to say, and I'm sure no one reads this anyway. I guess I really just like hearing myself.. type. In exciting news of the week, I got my order of 100 dice the other day, so all my geeks can ( Read more... )

I'm sorry ( Read more... )

Everyone seems to be dead on the inside these times, so I see no need for me to break the stream. So quick to push everything away, throw me out too. But don't cry at me when you have left everything behind and now you have nothing. I do not care about your nothings anymore, there is too much nothing inside of myself. So what is the point anyway? ( Read more... )

Well well well. I'm sitting alone on a Friday evening AGAIN. I'm petting my cat and listening to broadway music. This has not been a good week. I've been constantly ill, and I'm not recovering. Today, some dick wrote on my car in chalk, which scratched it and now it won't come off. I paid for that car. If I find out who did it I will carve it into ( Read more... )

Well well well. Haven't typed along for quite awhile now. Probably most people think that's for the better. Funny how the longer you go without writing worthless news the less of it you can scrape together? It kind of makes you wonder about all the little things that we let ourselves get upset over. I could probably write some nice poetry on that, ( Read more... )