i've never been in such a pathetically, desperate situation all my life. i absolutely hate living at home, hate it hate it hate it. it's nothing against my parents. it's just after 21 years of living with them, it's enough. it's especially hard because i used to live on my own. and even after a year of being back home, i still can't stand when they ( Read more... )

when i was a kid, i had asthma. and i could never use the inhaler. the whole concept of consciencously inhaling just didnt work for me. now, i am an adult, without asthma. but i smoke. and i can inhale them just fine. correction, i smoke seldomly ( Read more... )

I stepped in for the last fifteen minutes of his poetry class. His countenance shifted for a moment. No one seemed to notice. I did. I felt the ruffle ( Read more... )

i want to go to seattle university. and i want to be an english teacher married to a professor, a history professor perhaps. this rainy weather is all in preparation for my great seattle-transition. i shall succeed there ( Read more... )

i think we choose modified truth over organic truth. no one wants to hear "you look ugly" so people say "you look tired". no one wants to hear "he does not like you" so people say "you're not his type". i realize this just a word game- different words meaning the same thing, but it can't be good for us. like processed food, these formulated phrases ( Read more... )

school started yesterday. here are the stats ( Read more... )

i am listening to eminem and he is getting me really, really good.

i had a dream last night and it was very vivid ( Read more... )

i screw up at work alot. it sucks. probably because i don't think my job is important. and that's probably because my superiors treat my job casually, so i assume my only responsibilty is to answer the phone. apparently not. this is not a good enviroment for me. sitting at a stale desk for 8 hours, aching for the hours to pass. DOING NOTHING. ( Read more... )

i light matches for fun. and i am not kidding. i bought a journal of unlined pages. it is the first time i am being completely honest with a pen. for once, i am naming names and saying what i feel plainly, no longer disguising fact in strands of pretty words. it is already scratched. it is not as shiny as it once was. i have only had it for 2 days ( Read more... )