Eyes. Small, round, limited color in appearance. Only two ( Read more... )

Hello. I'm writing again, this time via my iPhone. It's Saturday night, and I have decided to stay home, listen to music, and sip on some scotch. I'm tight on money this time around, so I won't be making my round to my usual hole in the wall ( Read more... )

It's 12:16 am now, technically Sunday. For this sake of this entry though, let us just call it my "Saturday" night ( Read more... )

It's 6:25 am and this is a struggle I have lived with for ages, it seems. I cannot sleep, yet again, despite the 2 shots of Zzzquil I desperately drank at 10 pm ( Read more... )

It took me a while to make up my mind about choosing the candidate to vote. I know I'm late and I'm sure everyone and their mom, and at this rate, their grandmas have written about the election. Clearly, my views have changed since 2004. To be honest, I wasn't even considering voting. In an odd chance, I found myself doing it at 7 p.m ( Read more... )

The weather has been flakey lately. Cold, hot, fresh, warm, average, etc. It frustates me sometimes ( Read more... )

Things have been going smoothly. Quite smoothly, it's a bit scary since I'm used to feeling pressured 24/7. In any case, I fell asleep at 8 p.m. and woke up at 3:45 a.m. and haven't been able to sleep since. I think I'm just used to 7-8 hours of sleep. I have to do homework though, which I'll get to shortly ( Read more... )

It always backfires. I tend to give worthy advice to most, if not all my friends. The majority take it ( Read more... )

Why do people resort to wanting their dirty business to be known all over the world? What happened to handling things in a civil manner, like letting things go? I mean, I can understand it if we were 12 or something. At this point, it seems rather pathetic ( Read more... )

When I was seven years old, I kept a little notebook in my room, and in there, I had sketches of Eva Peron, wife of Argentina's ex dictator, Carlos Peron. I also drew portraits of Geri Halliwell, Emma Bunton and Mafalda every afternoon I would get home. I've been curious to find that notebook, but I fear all my old belongings in our old house are ( Read more... )