Ghost Hunting Bad Asses (B.A.s) Lesson Four: The Grainery pt2 The Light and The Joint |
heres the story, after gaby and i went to the grainery we climbed to the top. now, mind you, its nearly a thousand feet tall and gaby and i kept going from the top to the bottom and then back again. ...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 14:26:00 GMT |
Ghost Hunting Bad Asses (B.A.s) Lesson Three: The Grainery |
At night there are more things to fear because one can not see. Its not that light guarantees protection, but it helps us use all of the necessary senses to calm our minds. But then there were sounds,...
Posted by on Thu, 24 May 2007 10:17:00 GMT |
Ghost Hunting Bad Asses (B.A.s) Lesson Two: Gravy Isn't Always Tasty |
The house was as sensual as a night with destiny, destiny the untouchable thing, not Trent's penises' nickname. With every step that they took the sounds of a hundred rock bands pierced the air. All ...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 20:12:00 GMT |
Ghost Hunting Bad Asses (B.A.s) Lesson One: Nipples and Ghosts |
This is your typical story. A boy meets a great girl, they fall in love and they spend the night together, they are in such deep emotions that they both decide to suit up and head out for a night of g...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 15:28:00 GMT |
Lesson of the Day: Puppies |
I was in my human lifespan development class when our teacher was telling us of diffrent developmental theories. As a psych major, I love reading about this stuff, but I can't agree with all of the st...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Feb 2007 18:07:00 GMT |
The Lesson of the Day |
Drugs, dolls, drinks and smoke arranged precariously to create one thing: self destruction. Maybe people are right. Maybe I'm using drugs to make me feel better about everything, but for some reason I...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 21:54:00 GMT |
Essay No25, Don't Miss Out |
Friend 1: "But, everything. Everything is wrong, the wedding is a disaster."
Friend 2: "You need to open your eyes. You're missing it."
Friend 1: "What am I missing?"
Friend 2: You're missing your wed...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 21:27:00 GMT |
Essay No24, The Truth and The End |
The constant of singles and marrieds has grown to such a maximum that people no longer see single-ship as a fabulous course, but as a sad and desire-less one. I really can't s...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 10:39:00 GMT |
Essay No23, Me? I'm FABULOUSLY single. |
You know, in the background of an incredible first date there are three things going on in the single gal's head, 1. I hope he's not a commitment-phobic. If he is, I'll kill h...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Dec 2006 20:45:00 GMT |
Dear Diary (The diary of an Emo Kid) |
Dear Diary,
Well, I just got this diary from my best friend, Reiza. I really like writing, especially my sad-cut-throat-slit-slit-its-my-fault-that-my-parent's-broke
-up poetry. But the truth is diary,...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Dec 2006 11:51:00 GMT |
