Archive for November, 2000
November 11, 2000 at 8:51 pm · Filed under Rigamarole
I just came back from dinner with my friend Kim and her brother.
Over the past few years i’ve heard so much about her brother, yet I’ve never met him…. Tonight, though, I found myself sitting next to Kim and across from this guy that I had heard so much about. It was strange. He was so much like Kim that I felt I had known him for a long time.
I am officially freaked out.
November 11, 2000 at 5:27 pm · Filed under Rigamarole
Looking down at that last comment totally reminds me of the tiem Nick wrote in my blog… Ahahhaa.. what sweet memories.
I wish I still wrote as much.
November 11, 2000 at 2:18 pm · Filed under Rigamarole
kim’s butt itches
November 11, 2000 at 2:06 pm · Filed under Rigamarole
I’ve decided i hate computers.
November 11, 2000 at 11:09 am · Filed under Rigamarole
Dah. I’m relaly having problems with all my servers lately. I should have read my horoscope. -.-
November 11, 2000 at 10:56 am · Filed under Rigamarole
Sometimes I wonder why I’m so different. Am I just different on the outside? Or am I different on the inside as well? I don’t FEEL so different… but how do I stand out so much from the general public? Am I really that “hyper” ? Why do I always feel tired, then? My tired state is other people’s hyper? Do I really live in another world that I don’t know about? Boo.
I miss Katie.
November 10, 2000 at 10:01 pm · Filed under Rigamarole
Sigh.. My thingie isn’t working.
November 9, 2000 at 9:31 pm · Filed under Rigamarole
I’m… so… damn.. sexy.
November 9, 2000 at 5:17 pm · Filed under Rigamarole
Have you ever had one of those days where everything goes wrong… And then at the end, you contemplate killing yourself, but then decide not to, because you think… “Oh, tomorrow can’t get any worse…” That’s the way my week has been… And nothing has gotten better… Only worse.
The saddest part is that I don’t think anybody understands what I mean. I mean… They always say “Aww..” and offer me their pity… But most people don’t even know what it’s like… To want to die..that is..
I have to memorize Hamlet Soliloquy #4 (Act 3, Scene 1)… It makes me ponder my life even more.
November 8, 2000 at 3:37 pm · Filed under Rigamarole
DAH DAAAAAAAAAAAAH ,…. WHO THE HELL IS MY PRESIDENT?!?!?!
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