I've bitched. I've moaned. I've blown up. I've been blown off. I'm blown out. I live in a self-created shadow. I live with my demons. I live with ghosts. But i've never honestly told the complete story. This won't be it. I'll look back on things and think to myself "I forgot this" or "This is a little skewed." I'm going to do things to ( Read more... )

(x) smoked a cigarette ( Read more... )

So. An update. Odd, but i'm awake and killing time in any way imaginable. Plus, I figured i'd put this to use ( Read more... )

...fucking Hell. You know it's been a while when you have to read the old posts to know what you have and haven't commented on, isn't it ( Read more... )

I dropped some baggage.

I'm getting my ass kicked at college. Haven't gotten used to the drastic change.

Happy Birthday to Kevin. WOY's going to live forever, probably, too.

Especially since we beat the World.

The song is German Techno from Super Troopers.

...ok. That's the update for the year.

So...um ... I'm not enjoying a lot of things right now ( Read more... )

Take the quiz: "What does your birth month reveal about you?"

August
Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless.Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride of oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. ( Read more... )

I am worth $95,566,958.19 for one night of wild lovin'! How much are you worth?
Get my worth

I'd so update this if I wanted to. Honest. Why don't I?

You don't want to know. And Kevin can vouche.

It's almost New Year's Eve. So...2005. I turn 21 this year, which is freakish in a way. I don't know why. Maybe it's because I watch TV and see all these people on there saying "I'm 18" or "19 years old! WHOO!" and they look so much older than me. So i'm just...eh. Apparently I could pass for over 21...and apparently could at the age of 19 ( Read more... )

The dust has been cleared from the journal and I managed to click the button to start it. It's a Monday Night. Well, i'm starting at Monday Night, at least. Maybe the computer won't break. And i'd only stop typing for "Yes Dear" because I got a thing for that Kristen chick. Dunno what it is. And, even though my song says otherwise, I am ( Read more... )