I like this song too much... Cold (With Aaron Lewis of Staind) Bleed ( Read more... )

*Yawn* Tis a lazy Sunday afternoon right now. I've been trying to get a hold of a guy named Roger. He's got a car I want to buy from him. A gorgeous, 96 Cadillac Fleetwood. In charcoal color. It's very nice... The 350 cubic inch, corvette LT1 engine in it, 4400 lbs of american steel, plastic, and other materials, elegant, classy, and BIG! I ( Read more... )

As the subject says, I'm depressed again. It's odd, I was doing well today, had energy and was pretty happy. Then at work my mood got shifted to annoyance due to some fun new policies (sarcasm btw here) McDonald's is implementing to give its employees the shaft, but after a while that didn't bother me. When I got home, I watched some TV, and ( Read more... )

Jus got back from work, tired, and mildly annoyed. My little brother waited until the night before an assignment was due. He's 13 and in 8th grade. I read his paper... *shudder* I wrote better papers in 4th grade. During good writing, there is a flow to the paper. One sentence leads into the next, and the ideas lead into each other. There's ( Read more... )

Hmmm.... I'm here writing again... You know what that probably means? Means I'm probably depressed, and analyzing my life again. In this case, that's exactly right. I've gotten tired of doing so, trying to figure out what went wrong. It seems to me that my life is determined to collapse around me. My late grandfather's car that I got back in ( Read more... )

Finally, got my little car back. For those who don't know me, the 19th of April a friend of mine hit my car with his. T-boned, he was doing about 40, his car was totalled. Mine's fixed, and ready. I got it back, the steering's a bit stiff right now, but Tim (The guy who fixed it) knows me, and was grinning a bit too much when he said something ( Read more... )

Well, here's my first actual entry into a journal of any sorts. It's a little odd to be doing this, I'm used to keeping all my feelings to myself. In fact, usually I listen as other people vent theirs. But here I am, so I might as well start talking, right? I'm in my standard mood, which is depressed and gloomy. I'm used to it. I have a small ( Read more... )