He doesn't have to obey my every wish, and think I'm right all the time, but he's mature enough to be able to compromise. I think that is like the cutest picture ever. You write about things that make people think, it amazes me how people don't believe that love and hate go hand in hand, yet you do. Since my last entry was a long one about the concert, I didnt have a chance to add other random things that are going on. Well, there was that one birthday when the drunken gambling whore gave me that itchy disea... Suffice to say, there was a lot of jealousy and bitterness at the studio, and John got the worst of it. This morning John, my friend and musical collaborator for the past seven years, left for Maui, where he will be managing a studio in Lahaina.

I've never come here and left you something funny to read. Bigglesworth had really made me happy, and i was looking forward to spending more time with Jared, Valerie, and maybe even some more friends. And then Brandon decides to leave and get some food. Leave earlier for work if the only way you can get there on time now is to run red lights. He would be in jail but nobody local wanted to take him across the state and nobody from there wanted to come get him. I think she and I would honestly like to see him suffer for a little while and mull over the pain he caused us. ThenI didn't even get to talk to Nick after lunch today cuz the bell rang to early and Travis was there anyway. Then Patty went and told Nick that if he doesn't stop hangin out with Travis, he's gonna be gone. I fucking hate Travis right at this moment. Most of the time anyway.

Oh god I feel like poopy right now, I'm so tired. The only difference is that i gave in and i had to do things that i didn't want to do, like listen to them talk when i didn't exactly have the time of day. Am I supposed to confront the whole fucking group of people and tell them how I feel?? Damn you, Thom Yorke for making me feel like Oprah is supposed to. And I can't be angry, the only tie I have to him is the pull of my heartstrings that have attached themselves to him securely. Because Im more then sure several of you will sympathize with my ploy and give me a proper alibi at the court case cause he is such an ass about it. Well, I often wonder if I'll never meet someone who makes me feel the way I felt when I was with them and have them feel exactly the same way about me. This alone assures my assumption that she thinks something is wrong with me. However, I believe the most difficult thing in life is to hate something and love hating it. This was the second most difficult time in my life. Could I lived the life of a person like Mother Teresa?

I wouldn't commit suicide to make people feel bad. I'm going to find out. Why do people have to be such assholes and then make me look like a bitch for pointing it out? I've had many people tell me that I am pretty, even one said I was beautiful. Its amazing and awesome and beautiful. For some reason, I get the impression that this entry really sucked and I didn't really do anything but ramble. And I wasn't bored for some reason. His screeds are less fun than eating a broken-glass sandwich and for some reason I am unable to skip them.

Alas, I have come to a conclusion... They always seem to come up with some excuse for what they do, rather just come out and say it like it is. So I why do I have such a hard time believing what they are saying to me? You see what I mean about selling myself short, but I have to wonder sometimes if that's actually what i'm doing. Not to toot my own horn, but I dont think I have ever written anything more awesome than that supply and demand comment. But not every day will have so much to record, I don't think. It's been awhile since I wrote one, but what do you think of the Misadventures of Monty & Dexter? Where do you think reality television shows are taking us?

Ink Spot, come here! Low and behold I still have it. I have brown eyes and dark brown hair. Everything is a muffled blur of senses; I could make it out and understand if I could just open my eyes and listen. These fantasies are fruitless, though, because despite the blue and the sunniness it is still all kinds of cold here. My mommie is the bestest in the whole world! I walk in the class and sit by my friend Michael, Carlos sits next to Michael. Well thanks Lindsay for being my friend for like 13 years, to many more years to come of listening to my bullshit and me putting up with yours. Sign up for my Notify List and get email when I update! I still work for that publisher, and after 8 years of full time have finally come back to part time work, due to his selling the business to very large internationally known publisher. To all of those people that have been hurt by my public criticisms and opinions in these pages, I apologize from the bottom of my heart.

GwEN Ma'am AND vANna ma'am WEnT fER tuition AT 11. After the tour I went home for a few minutes to get money and then i went to school for band. So we went to lunch together and shopping and to the gym. And look, it's very difficult to work both sides of the aisle. Part of me is really scared of what its doing to me and worries about money spent on it but the other side couldn't give a shit.

When I wrote back, it kick-started what's become a chain of very interesting and incredibly honest communiqu?©s, a catharsis that's well and truly closed any open doors. After school, the Senior game started. What should i do? I mean I love them every time I think of them, but I still wonder what might have been best for all of us. Not to toot my own horn, but I dont think I have ever written anything more awesome than that supply and demand comment. So I didnt think anything of him and yesterday I came to school and we were all lovey dovey and what not. I can't really think of anything else that happened at the dance but it was definately the best dance that I have ever been to. If life really is a box of chocolates would you be chewy, crunchy, or the suprise chocolate covered turd? Heathers, the Scream Trilogy, Serial Mom, the Ninth Gate, anything where Paul Walker takes his top off. So you offer up yourself and anything they want. If anyone asked me what I was up to or anything, I'd have had something to talk about. Do you have MSN? You have used your diary as a form of confession, and that's good. I agree with 100 fuckin' percent, it doesnt get any better than Rancid... we have that in common, I love Rancid myself.... it's hard to find a more honest group of punks yanno? Again, I no longer have a car, so this is a pain elsewhere.

I like this design, but there's a certain something missing from it and I don't know what. Allo love: I don't rightly remember who this is... it's been such a long time since i've updated my journal, but i do remember this journal being great... so keep it up! I don't know if I'll ever stop missing him, and that kills me. Me: and I don't know what's going to happen when I go to Austin, but at least we're taking risks and trying to do things to improve our lives. Me: I didn't eat there but I saw it and it made me think of when we went there and stuff.

I buy a lot of stuff on eBay. I mean theres a lot of things in the world that make life hard, right? In the end it came up to S taking the phone off me, growling down it that we were in the middle of having sex and could she call back some other time. I'm sorry but I honked because he was in the middle of the road. Because the day I had that 5 hour migrain and then I got sick, Shotty said that it was ackward that all this tied in together. I had to present the rebuttal and then during the open session I got so mad because the other team wouldn't answer my questions they just avoided them.