So here's to you my creepy cyber stalker. Not only did I think you were crazy before, but now you really confirmed it. Way to creep a girl out! Next time do us all a favor... When you break up with somebody, do it for good. Don't stalk them or their girlfriends. Yes, it's sad that everyone has moved on except for you. But why do we have to suffer ( Read more... )

Okay, so I managed to post twice in one week. That's not half bad for me. I think it's funny, I got this journal to empty my brain, but most of the time I just keep it in anyway. I think my brain is tired of all the internal dialog though. School is more important anyway. Speaking of, I have a test in my research class, and I think I am going to be ( Read more... )

`Okay, it's eight-thirty in the morning, and I have been at work for an hour. And it wasn't long before that when I dropped Tyler off for work. And yet, I miss him. Not just in the cutesy-honeymoon period way, but in a way that hurts. I have been missing him for weeks now. We are together, but not. I sleep in the same bed as he does, and we go ( Read more... )

Okay, so it's been a uber long time since I've updated. And I have absolutley no excuses. And I probably wouldn't have updated if it weren't for a certain journal entry I read today. And I am sure you know who you are. This entry made me think of all the friends that have come and gone in my life, and of those friends.. the ones I truly miss ( Read more... )

I know it's been a looong time since I've updated. And really I have no excuse, but at least things are on the up and up. I had a small surgery, and it turns out that things are much better than they seem. I am healthier than they originally predicted, and now I have new pills to help with my problems ( Read more... )

Do you ever reach those points in your life where all you want to do is curl up into yourself and hide? I'm sorry to report that I have reached my moment of immaturity and self pity. Lately I feel like I have been spinning my wheels going nowhere, and not learning or knowing anything. I feel as if I were some sort of malfunction fix-it machine that ( Read more... )

Alright, it's my first journal entry, and for some reason I really have nothing to say. I had thought about starting one of these journals for a while now, and now that I have one... somehow words and emotions fall flat ( Read more... )