I don't know why i am even writing this, since noone reads it, or at least noone I know that is, but I am ( Read more... )

Why can't i ever write anything that is upbeat, funny? Something worth reading? Just doesn't happen here. Crap! I am such a bore. Flat out depressing if you ask me ( Read more... )

Its been a long time since i have written in here or any other journal for that matter. I used to write in my physical journal nearly every day. For some reason I seem to not think i need to right now. I went from carrying it with me every where i went to not even bothering anymore ( Read more... )

Today is labour day. Today is my day for a fresh start. Sure people say that all the time, but I woke up to a pretty hard rain storm and I see it as being symbolic ( Read more... )

You know it really sucks when you have finally come to the conclusion that a good thing is gone. I am really sad about it too. There's still hope, but its time that I moved on. And just how am I going to do that you ask ( Read more... )

Why is it that even though we are aware of the absence of someone or something, we still continue to look for them or it? I don't understand. I do this nearly every week. I look for something that I know is not there and won't be there. I drive myself crazy doing this ( Read more... )

Why is it that you feel wrong or like your missing something when someone leaves, even if its just for the day or for a few days. You know they will be back, but you just feel empty. Why is it that you feel that way about someone you aren't supposed to feel anything about. Is it because he says your nice or that he says your pretty (which in my ( Read more... )

I looked to today's horoscope from bubble.com and nearly fell out. It is so me, with a small exception - my obsessions are always inappropriate. I know who or what has gotten in to me, and I am totally wasting up vast metal energy that is being used for going nowhere. Oh well. Its all stuff I already know and continue to tortue myself with ( Read more... )

It seems that every spring time, its the same old thing. I get spring fever, as in hormone fever. I seem to go through the dillema and thoughts of changing my current world forever for the chance to find the next great guy, to be free again though I really have never been "free" since I moved to texas. I want to smell the flowers and each and ( Read more... )

I only have two more days as an m'er. I have had next to absolutely nothing to do this week and its only thursday. On Tuesday, I watched Holes. Very good movie. I think I would like to read the book. On Wednesday, I watched The Right Stuff. Another good movie. Long as shit, but still really good. On Thursday, I brought my copy of the ( Read more... )