My plan, which might be too ambitious, is to go through all my facebook friends and write something about each one. I have 727 right now, so if I write about 10 a day it'll take me two months. I think I can do that. Should start tomorrow. Enjoy all the people who still read this...which is none.

It has been a long, long while since I lasted posted. Maybe I'll start posting again. For now scrub-a-dub-dub.

no. no. no. I hate being in this situation. I hate being terrible to people. I have to, but I don't know if I can. It hurts my heart.

Some people believe in soul mates; that one person that completes you. Out of the nearly 7 billion people in the world that one who is right for you. I don't believe in this concept. The concept that there's one person meant for you. I believe that there are multiple people out there that can be that one that completes you. Some would say that you ( Read more... )

so I  was looking at some old pictures that my parent's took. i came across a series of jess and i when we visted jacksonville. it made me very emotional and i don't know why.

My life is in constant turmoil. That may be an exaggeration. It really comes down to one thing which is best described through an analogy. It might sound lame but it really is the best way to illustrate what I'm feeling. As hard as I try to be a Barney Stinson, I am, at heart, a Ted Mosby. A hopeless romantic who falls for girls too fast and turns ( Read more... )

So much akin to Icarus I flew too high and my artificial wings of twigs, feathers, and glue disintegrated.  As I came falling from from the prestine blue sky I had to think how did it come to this ( Read more... )

So I'm making it a point to write in this more often. This time I'm serious. I've been making a lot of good memories and don't want to forget them. As for this post it will be mainly about girls (as are all my posts).

So after Lindsay I got into a funk. I met a few girls here and there but I did not have the drive to really go after any. I kept ( Read more... )

I am Ted Mosby

I need to stop putting myself out there, really.

All I want is a girl to go out to dinner with, to do fun activities with, to talk to. I don't want a girlfriend. Then again I guess that is a girlfriend. I miss nice food.

So how about a shitty week last week: broke up, brother in the hospital, and me sick with a fever. YAY!