He told me I was beautiful.
Environmentalism is a Fad
I am sick of the bull-shit of Earth Day. At my school, we get extra credit for wearing T-shirts that show our appreciation for our Earth. And let me tell you that half the people that I saw walking around in “Earth Day” shirts probably have no respect for the Earth at all. Half of those kids smoke and do drugs and probably cause most of the litter in our quad. It’s a wonder our...
If an old man spits on the road, just drive around it!– Mom
barf omelette for breakfast
Perez Hilton is the funniest person in the world. I am not kidding. Nothing beats a gay Latino man. NOTHING. I’ve been listening to a lot of Prince and Michael Jackson lately. I’ve also been hungry for ribs and sushi. Maybe even at the same time. So I was right. It is the end of the world. Time to go grab the guy I still I like and push him up against the wall.
your mothers butt
11 languages in 20 years. Yeah- this is the most pointless blog only because I wanted to put ‘Your Mother’s Butt’ as a title. The performance class one-night showcase was crazy fun. Though, I would have liked to see Sam’s New Jersey Jewish accent kept. Oh well. actions speak louder than panda bears.
I’m starting to realize what is important to me and what isn’t. It’s frightening when I make these decisions without letting anyone else. I have eliminated a few friends from my list of loyalties. I have also added a few. For some weird reason, I know the exact number of people I will be in contact with after high school- for good/bad reasons: 3. And all of them probably...
new friend request
No references to Gym Class Heroes or Myspace. I love the fact that today, all I heard was the Star Wars cantana song (my phone rining), and yet, I never bothered to answer. Sorry, I was sleeping in. Re-typing 47 pages worth of novel is torture, but it will be all worth it. I’m thinking about who to thank in the acknolegdements and what to change the current title to. I’m nervous about...
If you like a boy/man, go for it. If he says he has a girlfriend, still go for...– Me.
I’ve discovered the difference between warm tears and cold cries. The passion intertwined in every muscle of the eye is immense, but is only released when the heart sanctions it. The feeling of a possible stroke without prickly arms is not a heart failure, instead, it is a heart depression- it is asking your eye’s permission to cry. Most, if not all, of the time the eyes do not permit...
(on **** in Phoenix) It’s like watching star wars, apocalypse and eating...– Joe Trohman