Today turned out to be a really good day. I was sitting on the computer from like 9am to 12pm figuring I was gonna do that all day. Play EQ all day like a loser or something...I wasn't expecting much more. Wasn't sure if I wanted to do much more either though cause I've been feel really shitty sick. Called out of work and stuff. Anyways, at ( Read more... )

Today was a great day. Cept for the end, but we'll get there ( Read more... )

I guess the last entry deserves a little more explantion. Here we go ( Read more... )

FUCK trust cause obviously I can't who I thought I could anymore.

And fuck Ms. Borges too for giving assigned seating in the class. The one class I had someone I enjoyed being with and she fucks it up.

Today was a good day again. School, that was fine. Got a 92 on my math quiz... eh. I stayed after school to take my AR quiz.. which I got locked out of.. so I still need to take it. After that I brought Kyle Dionne home and we hung out. It was really fun...we showed me some shit on his bike and we got grinders at West Greenwich pizza. Then we ( Read more... )

Today was pretty good I'd say. I was totally exhausted though cause I closed last night and got home late... go fig. Ni biggie though, Kristina gave me change for a 20 which means I got to buy lunch. I also got coke for the caffeine... ew. Well it worked either way and I was pleanty awake to write my timed essay for English... cept I ran out of ( Read more... )

12:51. Got back from work about 20 minutes ago. Another late night, there was this one family that just would not leave. My manager actually told me to yell at them in spanish or something to make them go. And so I did. And so they left ( Read more... )

Every time I'm with my friends it feels like my shattered pieces are drifting even farther apart...

1am. Just got home from work. Right now... I'm so full of mixed emotions. I don't know what to do with myself... I don't even know who I am anymore. I say things and I do things, and a lot of the times those things just don't seem to match up. I have so many...at least one thing I just want to say to the world... and yet I can't. But I feel ( Read more... )

I'm sick of being oppressed.

I'm sick of hiding.

I'm sick of having to keep secrets away from the world.

Fuck you structure, this is the end of your reign.

Strive for calamity.

Destroy to create. Create nothing at all; for it exists already, within us all.