Thursday |
My girlfriend had left campus on
Wednesday, the same day I had the opportunity to watch my car be towed away. Poor
thing is just going to rot in a junkyard. I had spent the rest of that day
finishi...
Posted by on Mon, 11 May 2009 11:06:00 GMT |
Riding |
Right now its Friday night around 8ish and Im ridding in the back seat of my parents van. I left my car back at school because Im really in no condition to drive. Ive been suffering from this pla...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Apr 2009 17:01:00 GMT |
Work |
I was called into work today and I really didn't want to go in, but I really need the cash for college. Sorry to Erin and Kati who probably had fun regardless; I wish I was there today. I got called i...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Aug 2008 23:15:00 GMT |
voice |
The hour of 6 approached, it was time for the art show. I turned the keys in my ignition to start the roller coaster ride that was sitting in my car while it was parked. The muffler the spat the exhau...
Posted by on Mon, 26 May 2008 20:25:00 GMT |
17 left |
It's amazing how certain daily confrontations can spin your mood and esteem by simple words or a tragic sight. Yesterday I printed roughly 80 fliers to hand out and dispense at school to promote this ...
Posted by on Sat, 17 May 2008 09:59:00 GMT |
doors |
I've been opening a lot of doors during these past witching hours. Some haven't led to the cleanest rooms.Danielle sent me an instant message asking if I wanted to be friends again. I never necessaril...
Posted by on Wed, 14 May 2008 17:26:00 GMT |
Privacy |
I remember before I even entered high school we had an eighth grade dance. The entire class was dressed up, girls hid their faces in makeup and the boys reeked of their father's cologne. Of course in ...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 22:58:00 GMT |
scene |
We found our way to the living room again, another Super Secret Handshake show. The school day had dragged for close to an eternity. Well, its school and I can't change the speed of moments so I just ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Apr 2008 17:24:00 GMT |
anywhere |
I remember the day I wanted to become a writer. It was fifth grade; I was one of those slow kids in class that took twice as long to multiply those fractions and couldn't form a grammatically correct ...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Apr 2008 19:12:00 GMT |
My weekend |
My weekend was pretty remarkable, Friday morning sometime between two and three in the morning my dad came running down the stairs and screamed "Why are you chanting to that devil music!?" "Huh? Wha&?...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 19:27:00 GMT |
