hmmmm. got offered two jobs today. which one to take. one that gives me more scheduling freedom and a little more money, and one with a pretty crazy schedule and i get to work with kids. its 40 hours a week, for the grand total of 64 work and school hours. wake up at 630, go to work, get out at 330, go to school, get out at ten, go home, go to bed, do it all over again. but weekends off. oh boy...

i have too much time on my hands, and god knows the mall just aint the right place for me.

for everything bad that happens, something good follows. i guess this is the season of change.

bad boys don't really excite me. sorry guys.

kenmore has entered its final faze of gizettoness. there is now a store on delaware, about 50 feet from my old home(sniffle sniffle, i love you house) called "lotions 11". they sell lingerie, toys, lotion(i assume), and other fun things foryou and your honey, or just you. aww hell, at least i got out in time.


i will get many many laughs out of this one kids.

thank-goodness -its -thursday. rough week. feeling kinda pukey, really kinda pukey. heart pounding. heart and tummy, you stop it.

i miss you chamille :(

yea, im ready for a new userpic. one showcasing the new do.

p.s. anyone need their hair done? color, cut? i could do an excellent job... i am ze artist.

[size=m]"dance, too much booty in the pants!"[/size] I've been singing this song in my head all day, and it make me thin of you. miss you.

id like to know about a sleeping aid as well, help. :(

and still no sign of sleep. haven't really slept in a long time, but i just can't .

i want to wake up and feel ok. understand what is going. have something about this all make sense. have my memory erased and feel ok. take back everything these last 8 months and regain my sense of self.

the least i deserve is the truth, not some petty excuse or accusation. but im not going to search anymore for something that wants to remain untold.

i shall just remain so sad until it slowly fades; think about going home; and make myself a priority.

its just so strange that the person i knew so well, turns out to be, no one at all... and somehow it can only make me sad. no anger, just tears, because im trying to fall out of love.