if you don't like my fire then don't come around...

moving soon
withdrawing sooner.
happy immediately.

i can't believe how stressed i am. i need to move out of my house soon... meaning i need a new place to live... meaning i need a LOT more money, which is already hard enough. i'm working so much that my classes are suffering horribly. i think the best solution is going to be to take the rest of the semester, and possibly next semester off as ( Read more... )

i just had a "date" with a guy from work... who is apparently the son of my boss. it was a lot of fun though. he is a realllly nice guy. i'm kind of excited about it :) i'm not used to being asked out.

i really miss ronnie right now. i'm more attracted to him than i ever have been to anyone in my entire life, and i honestly can't say why. i wish i met him at a better point in our lives. i also really wish i had tome for a boyfriend because i am so lonely it hurts. i can't imagine how depressed i'd be if i weren't so busy all the time. god ( Read more... )

i'm about ready for time to start going backwards now. it seems like everyone around me is changing and i'm staying the same... maybe i'm not. i don't really know who i am anymore, so i must have changed ( Read more... )

so i finally got around to writing what i think about the people who commented in my last post. god i'm lazy. anyway... i start my new job today in roughly 2.5 hours. i get to work in a shoe warehouse moving heavy boxes around for about 9 hours a day 6 days a week. i'm never going to have time for anything but school... which is how it should ( Read more... )

Leave a comment with your name if you want to know what I really think of you, and I’ll reply and tell you. No lies, all honesty.

Post it in your journal after I do yours so I can see the reverse.

i'm upating from kole's house because i'm at koles house and she told me to say so. hahahha. aha. ...ha ( Read more... )

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today was 100% fucking bad. shitty day to the max. what the fuck is going on with everyone/thing? why is being either consistant or honest such a hard thing for people to do? why does it feel this shitty to be coming home alone to an empty house?