i'm wearing a bracelet made by a 5th grader in Blacksburg, Virginia
i've become habituated to news reporters and policemen as i am to squirrels and sparrows
i have over 5 copies of "coping with death" handouts and a handful of grief cookies provided by the 550 counselors on campus





hasn't anyone built a time machine yet?

if not, this will be a constant struggle. more for some, and maybe not so much for others.. but nonetheless a battle this community will overcome. stay strong.

If it weren't for the random useless facts and events that I occasionally document in here, I wouldn't have anything to write about anyway. My life has amounted to a game show. Just a bunch of random and useless bullshit. 

I don't even know if anyone reads this anymore anyway, if so.. I apologize for the lack of excitement and drama. I know you all miss the raging alcoholic who used to party out in bufu land with a plethera of hard drugs, fake hair, and boyfriends who just so happened to forget they had girlfriends when we came around.

As of now, I am a reluctant starving artist. No matter how much cash I'm forced to burn, there is not a settling feeling in me when it comes to a materialistic sacrifice. 

 Sleep all day and sleep all night. I've missed out on so much life, and I'm not getting it back.
We'll never be as young as we are tonight.

I'm so full of remorse, it's ridiculous. That's the perfect word, too.

my 2008 so far...

1. got a boyfriend
2. ate taco bell
3. played the sims

awesome year already.