a rhetorical life.

i love that k-fed chunked out.  and i bet britney does too.

haha that’s so good for her.

im

running on three hours of sleep.

im nuerotic and obsessive. im sick and i need help.

hah. this is what having no life. does to you.

buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut i leave in thirteen days. life here i come.

18yrs of age

. still drunk from last night.

. my sister puked last night. hah. that’s unfortunate for her.

. i don’t feel any different.

. i wish i did.

. i have a weird crush. but it’s bad news because. im leaving. in 15 days. so i’ll just keep it to myself.

. my sister’s dog is barking out my window. and it’s giving me a headache

. i expected a phone at midnight..didn’t happen. im a loser.

. my neices are adorable. i just noticed they put my two elephant sculptures together like they’re kissing..

. my sister and brother in law. made the best birthday cake.

so risd

didn’t sign me up for a english or art history class..

this is so my life. nothing is ever easy.

“I used to feel so alone in the city. All those gazillions of people and then me, on the outside. Because how do you meet a new person? I was very stumped by this for many years. And then I realized, you just say, hi. They may ignore you. Or you may marry them. And that possibility is worth that one word.”
— Augusten Burroughs

http://www.myspace.com/bestycoasty

i love it. alot.

lo-fi <3

i want to be inspired.

i feel like

im waiting for something. this whole summer has been very anti-climatic.

my life is at this boring. very tiresome. standstill.

One of my biggest pet peeves:

hearing about people i’ve never met, and inside jokes and stories.