I haven't written in here for quite some time...Most likely because I forgot my password and was too lazy to go about retrieving it. The last entry I wrote was written by a still naive, idealistic-to-a-fault rising sophomore, and I can't even begin to encapsulate in words how much I have changed. I'm a little sadder, a little wiser, a little more ( Read more... )

I feel like a total piece of crap. I don't even know why, I love it here, I hate here, I want things to go back to how they were and yet I know that's a terrible thing to want because then I'm living in the past and missing my youth, my now. At least you never stop getting now. I wish my friends from home and me could all live in this world I live ( Read more... )

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It's been awhile. I've been pondering the meaning of life and going on dates with people that I may or may not continue dating...I think it's safe to say that Brandon Fuckshaw is permanently out of the picture although in the past, my resolve on said issue has not exactly been firm...Next week I'm going to help direct Grant and Claire's play and ( Read more... )

I think that therapy should be called Baggage Claim.
I think I've stopped being shy.
I think Reality Bites is my new favorite movie...despite the fact that Winona Ryder and Ethan Hawke are both in it.

Going on a longass road trip to Charlotte, NC this weekend. Need some suggestions for music!

Ok I'm starting to hate my job. I love the people there but I'm not totally loving being a cashier. I feel like a cheap whore that doesn't get paid enough money to enjoy what she's doing. Me training to be a cashier is like teaching an anorexic how to cook. This is kind of scary to me because as an actor I'm going to have to take some shitty jobs ( Read more... )

So I'm sitting here eating a piece of Banana Laffy Taffy, having just gotten out of the bath/talked to Grant/read Wit. And I really don't think there is anything I lack at this exact moment. Maybe in 20 minutes. But right now, I'm totally happy. Whether or not things are perfect in your life....really doesn't have an effect on the events that take ( Read more... )

Life is crazy. But not quite as crazy as acting from the 30s which hurts my soul. I think Carole Lumbard is one of the most beautiful people I've ever seen. Her face looks like it was chiseled from marble...I think I'm going to trade my face in for one of hers. Or maybe I'll just buy a pair of slutty underwear and it'll make me feel better.

It is totally possible for someone to start over. How do I know this? Because I am going to do it. *Poof* and magically, I am whole again. I feel like someone should be singing "Return to Innocence". Maybe Billy Joel, who I think I might be in love with...so, Mark, I'm divorcing you for Billy. So get used to the idea of being the only divorced ( Read more... )