listening to: iTunes Shuffle
mood: My hands are cold.
Pretty freakin' tired. Alright, let us see. Thursday night, I never actually got to drink a beer. Unfortunately, I spent my night and 3/4 of the next day puking my insides out. I don't want to talk about why, other than I was being stupid and did stupid stuff. I do regret it. I do know better and am better than that. Just stupid decisions. My ribs hurt and is hard to swallow. Friday night, I met up with Very Gary, for a small shindig with some cool people. Me and Tim demolished beer pong by owning the table for 9 games in a row, only to be defeated by Kevbo and Boug. After they beat us once, they got cocky and demanded a rematch to "show us whos boss." Wrong-o. So, 11-1 isn't bad for a night of pong. I have a trophy for our excellent record. Me and Kevbo jammed to some Number 12, while everyone else had "John Mayer Hour" in the living room. Which, by the way, was a huge party negative at that time. I just realized it, but Friday night was fun as hell. I ended up sleeping in the shwagon, with one blanket, in the cold. Sucked, but I wasn't trying to drive. Today, I've been lounging. Slept for a bit, ate for the first time since Thursday, downloaded some new tunes, and now getting ready to go for a little cruz. Wish there was someone to share with, but noone is around so whateva yo. I may take it easy tonight, due to my ribs and chest hurting so bad, but I'm sure Ill be out. Check ya lataaaa.

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mood: Relaxing
listening to: Playlist: Mind
I have a feeling that I may kick it a little hard tonight, so I figured I'd flip a little entry while I was still capable of reading the keys. Though, I'm sure Ill stop by later on to leave some jibberish. So lab was canceled due to the rain, today. Which I didn't argue with, because that gave me 3 hours to study for botany. I don't think I did too bad on the test, but every time I think I do good, I bomb the piss out of it. I asked Lukachinski if he wanted to drink some brews tonight, of course he accepted and said that he'd grab some of his hometown brew. And I ran into Georgie down stairs, and she said that she'd most likely see me later. So a couple cases of Lionshead doesn't sound like too bad of an idea. Mmmm. Drunk dialing seems to be my new drunken fancy, so everyone, prepare themselves. Ha, yeaaaa. Maggie gave me a website to watch South Park episodes, soooooooooo...I'm going to watch some 'sodes and do some math before class. Later whoever

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mood: Sore
listening to: In Fear and Faith
I wonder if its considered lame that I spill my feelings to this computer generated journal, in which many people can read. I hope so. I hate the waves, of feeling like crap. I have so much to say, but no one is there to talk to. Its haunting to me, maybe. Theres so many things, that I wish everyday, could be different. Bleh whatever. Just have to make the best of what I got. Keep telling myself that. Hopefully some day, some bright day in the future, it all pays off. We'll see. 'Time to move on.' Burned behind my eye lids forever. Some day, it'll all be complete and I'll realize that thats what I've waited for. And you'll see too. 'Time to move on.' Playback and rewind are completely opposite.

I need to skip scene. I need rest. I seek truth.

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Botany blows. Yeaaaaaa..

HORSE! Anyone? Anyone? tehhhh, of course not.

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listening to: My heart.
An escape; from these people, my "friends", this place. Everything forces me to back down. I'm too tired to keep trying to get back up. I shack myself up in this room on purpose it seems. Self destruction, maybe. It seems my conscience is telling me to just give up. Nothing is really worth anything. "Find what's tangible," I keep telling myself. I drive myself to these mounds of timeless pleasure only to be brought down harder and farther than from where I started. Pointless action without reason. Though, I comfort myself and convince my thoughts that everything is alright. Lay back and let it overcome your senses. My eyes hurt, my nose bleeds the most beautiful red, and I see what I'm really looking for. Myself.

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listening to: 311
mood: Kickin' it.
Is probably my favorite show. I was watching some of the 3rd season earlier. Andy Bernard is the greatest. Can you imagine, that you were, say, Jim, and the Office is actually real. Everything about it. That would be...crazy. Stupid, stupid, stupid math. I hate it. It seems whenever we have a quiz I have no idea what is going on, but when doing regular work, I know what im doing. The teaching doesn't help any either. Whateva yo. I'll be spending most of tonight studying for a hardass botany test. Should be a swell time. Im sure ill let you know the details of that. I had a little extra time to dip into my book again today. I love the way Hunter wrote his pieces. Its all straight up and to the point, no bullshit. Keeps me interested, which with books, is hard to do. I can't wait for break. I just want to kick it, party, and not do school for a couple days. I want to go for a trip somewhere, but it would be much better not by myself. I want to drive west. Follow route 6 maybe. Scenic route. Hit up whatever comes at us. Let me know if anyone wants to ride along. Ha, yea. Actually, I really want to go to Canada again before they enforce the passport thing. Now that would be some fun. I talked to my good bud Cameron the other day. Hes planning on being in town for Christmas and was looking into doing some crazy wild stuff that, I don't think, could turn down. So YEA! We'll see, I suppose.


"I'll be the number 2 guy here in Scranton in 6 weeks. How? Name repetition, personality mirroring and never breaking off a handshake. I'm always thinking one step ahead. Like a, carpenter, who makes stairs."

"I AM NOW CHOPPING PHYLLIS'S HEAD OFF WITH A CHAINSAW!"
(complete silence; everyone looks at Andy)
"Rn-nn-nn!"

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