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[18 Nov 2009|05:51pm] |
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Once upon a time, in some out of the way corner of that universe which is dispersed into numberless twinkling solar systems, there was a star upon which clever beasts invented knowing. That was the most arrogant and mendacious minute of “world history,” but nevertheless, it was only a minute. After nature had drawn a few breaths, the star cooled and congealed, and the clever beasts had to die. One might invent such a fable, and yet he still would not have adequately illustrated how miserable, how shadowy and transient, how aimless and arbitrary the human intellect looks within nature. There were eternities during which it did not exist. And when it is all over with the human intellect, nothing will have happened.
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[07 Nov 2009|02:50pm] |
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wow this sucks.
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[20 Sep 2009|01:40pm] |
Last night was all I needed to clear up a lot of things that I was unsure of before.
And all I know is that I have the greatest friends ever.
<33
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[04 Sep 2009|08:16pm] |
Bo Burnham at UMass? I'll be there. =)
And if you don't know who he is, get on that.
I'll help you!
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[24 Jul 2009|01:34am] |
I'm planning a scavenger hunt for next Thursday, July 30th. Anyone's invited to join. Who'd actually be interested in doing it?
Comment.
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[08 Jul 2009|12:28am] |
Chris,
Don't hate cause you're not attractive like me. You're mad because I won't let you into my room because your uglyness will break my mirrors. Also, get a tan. You're too white. And having the nickname blacky won't make up for that. It also won't make the ladies think you're packing like a black guy is. Sorry. You still suck.
Stef
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[08 Jul 2009|12:21am] |
Heather,
You suck balls. A lot of them. You must have had at least 13 balls in your mouth in the past week. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that you are a whore. A dirty dirty whore. Suck a bag of dicks. No, I take that back because you would probably enjoy that. Just stop being a whore. We don't need any baby Heathers running around.
Stef
P.S. You're never getting your movies back.
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[07 Jul 2009|10:50pm] |
Lisa,
You are a cunt. Life for real, you have to be the most bitchy and irritating person I know. You should just go die in a fire or some shit. Also, just cause you have big tits doesn't make you the hottest girl in chicopee. Stop acting like it. This is only the beginning of my hate mail to you. There's more to come.
Stef
P.S. I want my black flip flops back. I have yours... which are all funky shaped from the weird way you walk.
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[01 Jul 2009|10:07am] |
I haven't felt this shitty in a long time.
And most of this shit isn't even in my control.
Fuck.
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[24 Jun 2009|11:25pm] |
Lately I've bee quick to anger, easy to please if you do what I want and constanly fatigued.
I hate feeling like this.
I also hate being in constant pain.
Sucks.
::Edit::
And I don't care how much Usher resembles a monkey, I would still sex him up.
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[12 Jun 2009|04:21pm] |
I bought a car.
2001 Pontiac Grand Am.
It's silver and cute.
Now I'm in debt. Lame.
Laptop cord broke.
Bought a new cord.
I have internet again. Sweet.
Orientation for People's Bank on Wednesday.
Pretty pumped.
I can't stop listening to Ludacris. Odd.
I hope I get as much in grants and scholarships as last year.
Although with all the budget cuts, it's not looking too promising that I'll get a free ride again.
Who knows. 2 more weeks and I'll find out.
I can always take out loans to live off of while in school.
No biggie.
I'm looking pretty hot today. I can't stop looking at myself. Sometimes, I love the mirrors in my room. :)
I'm happy. Things are good. I'm looking forward to working a lot. I like to during the summer. It keeps me busy, out of trouble, and I spend less that way.
Such goes life.
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[19 May 2009|08:26pm] |
Blink 182, Weezer and Taking Back Sunday?
ithinkimaydie.
I have to go.
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[09 May 2009|02:17am] |
"Okay, so you're her bootycall best friend?"
Best thing I've heard in a while.
People have been getting to me lately. Not in the, "I hate you, diaf" kind of way, but a "Why do I even bother anymore." kind of way.
Oh well. One more year and I'll be moving on anyway.
It's probably for the best.
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[30 Apr 2009|09:37pm] |
"Stef": I'm such a babe
"Jay": You know I've been looking at your pics here and there on fb
"Jay": You're getting quite stylish eh?
Hearing things like the from someone I've known for almost 6 years makes me feel good.
I'm quite silly.
And easy to make happy I suppose.
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[29 Apr 2009|11:29pm] |
I have a lot on my mind.
And you won't feel like reading it.
Such goes life.
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[07 Apr 2009|04:33pm] |
So, I made my schedule. It's pretty awesome, except for the fact that I'm taking a class that's once a week for 2 and a half hours. Rough. Anywho, if I don't change my schedule, it will look like this:
Writing for Accounting Majors
Quantative Tools Management [Stats II]
Business Applications of Computers [Computer class for accounting majors]
CPA Law
Intro to Physics
I'm going to enjoy... one of those classes. Yay for physics!
Anyway. At the dentist today, I had so much novicane that my nose was numb for like... 3 hours. It was the coolest feelings ever.
I have a finance exam on thursday... and I... have a habit of not going to class too often. Oops. We'll see how well I can teach myself this material. Should be interesting.
Nothing else really. This is all babbling to avoid working on homework.
Such goes life. =)
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[27 Mar 2009|10:27pm] |
It's times like these when I feel like I'm in a terrible teen movie.
Slips of the finger on a cell phone suck.
For real.
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[21 Mar 2009|12:40pm] |
Damon: "We have our man date tomorrow!"
Me: "What?"
Damon: "Me and Garrett, we have our man date tomorrow."
Me: "You are aware that I'm going..."
Damon: "Yeah, grats on third wheel."
Story of my life.
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[19 Mar 2009|09:09pm] |
Things never get easier.
Why bother having hope at this point?
It's easier to just give it up.
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