Okay. That was the last straw ( Read more... )

Fuck it. I'm sick of trying and getting laughs and awkwardness back ( Read more... )

First I was excited. Then nervous. Then dissapointed in myself. Then scared. Then unsure of myself. Then awkward. Then freaked out.

Then I ran away. And took a shower. And read 'Tis. And found it weird that Frank was sort of going through slightly the same thing. And knew it was going to fail--for both of us. And stood up. And leaned against the ( Read more... )

I eagerly await the day that I look back on this journal and feel embarrased for writing such useless crap and sad becuase the time went by so fast and happy becuase I'm nothing like the person who wrote in this journal anymore ( Read more... )

Chapter 2: Aunt Crisie's Funeral1,000 people ( Read more... )

I saw him yesterday when I went to another class to make up a test. He was sitting in the corner, and if I wouldn't have gotten bored and looked around the class, I wouldn't have noticed him. He was smiling. Huge dimples and smiling. He looks a lot different than before, maybe because I never really paid him attention before. Before I thought he ( Read more... )

Today I woke up at 12 by my nephew screaming and my sister crying and telling him she doesn't want to be around him right now. He's two and has no idea what's going on and I pick him up and lay with him on the couch and he's still screaming because my sister is crying and refusing to pick him up. She tells me that the family went to a family ( Read more... )

Prologue: Understanding My FamilyMy mother married into craziness, and it has enclosed around her ever since ( Read more... )

It was to be a good day.

It was a good day.

In the beggining at least.

I woke up at 10, made myself some waffles, and watched Win a Date With Tad Hamilton!. The movie was pretty cute and I was in a good mood.

I decided, since I watched Kill Bill Volume 1 last night, that I would go by myself to see Volume 2 and buy myself some stuff since I ( Read more... )

It's been more than 2 weeks since Andy's birthday and I still haven't sent her anything. A letter, an email, a present. Nothing. I IMed her twice and she said not to talk to her and that she was dissapointed at her lack of acknowledgement on her birthday. I feel horribly, but I've been too lazy and drained to do too much of anything lately. It's an ( Read more... )