Dear friend, I’m a lame-o

In the last few months, I’ve posted a couple few entries from my old diaries. If you’re interested, feel free to check them out- Here, and here… but be warned… in my younger years I was pretty much a really cool kid big huge nerd with a lot of angst. I guess you could say [...]

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Port-a-potties? No maam.com

After spending the majority of my weekend outside at the fair and tailgating for my college’s homecoming- I have been reminded once again as to why I prefer not drinking at public events. Actually I should rephrase that- I was reminded, once again why I hate drinking and then having to use the restroom at [...]

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Dear Diary, I’m a lame-o

Last night I was digging through my closet, looking for an ipod shuffle for my sister (who sent her ipod on a journey through a wash cycle last week) when I came across the box where I keep all my old journals. All in all there are about ten, beginning with a “diary” (key and [...]

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________, means always having to say you’re sorry

I have realized something that I desperately want to change about society. Maybe it’s not even society’s problem, it’s probably just an internal fault of my own… but nevertheless, I’m ready for a change. I don’t know whether it’s driven by insecurities, the need to fit in, or just habit- but I have realized that [...]

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