here i go, i'm calling your ass out on livejournal. stop acting like this and talk to me.

happy birthday erik. lastnight was stupid. i love my parents. got a new phone. no school tomorrow. probably more drinking tonight. 19!

with school slowly approaching, my excitement has grown to a level i thought never existed. i never get excited about school. i suppose i'm just anxious to learn. i love my major, and i love learning everything about it. so i have that going for me. i cant wait to see all the people i've missed over the summer, and i cant wait for football ( Read more... )

i doubt i can say or do anything to make it better or make you happy. no amount of apologies would suffice. i feel like i cant fix it no matter what. i'm so sad.

in regards to past events, i'm fully sorry for what happened, and half regretful. but as i look harder at the situation, i'm not sure what i'm regretful for. i knew for a while, but today i'm not so sure. not sure at all, and it leaves me uneasy. all i know is that i'm a bigger asshole than i originally thought, and i kinda dont like that at

a little revelation today ( Read more... )

last night in the dorm, and me and cleve are one of the only ones left. my ra is here, of course, and a couple of others who are as lucky as i am, and have final on the last day. the external mood is normal, naturally, just like it was any other day. we got free pizza from dominic (our ra), and well hes just a swell dood. this week has been ( Read more... )

i just want to meet someone new. someone that i've never talked to or seen. someone from outside of tucson. outside of arizona even. whats the point of going to a university if this isn't a possibility. i want to meet someone that will change the way i see things, that will be completely different than anything or anyone i've ever seen, yet ( Read more... )

i've been taking "strolls" as my roommate likes to say. these little walks happen at night, usually around 12 or so. i take my ipod out and walk around campus, observing everything and listening to sweet tunes. its time for personal reflection, but more importantly it makes me feel more like a living human being than anything. such intimacy ( Read more... )

Dear Erik Anderson ( Read more... )