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Feb. 16th, 2009

tardis, doctor who

woah

Well, I gotta say. It has been a damn long time since I last posted here. Must say, real life has a way of getting to you. That being said, I'd like to say that things are great, but I can't quite say for sure. There's the mood swing factor...and also the fact that school is fucking killing me. So that's a bit difficult. I've applied to independent studies, but I still have to go to school until I get accepted to that. Which may well be next year for all I know. I'm hoping not, though. Other than that, things have been a bit slow. Valentine's Day was depressing as hell. And it seems like every time me and my friends try to get together in a nice, civilized place, someone gets mad at someone else, and it all ends up a mess. Which is really irritating.

Sep. 30th, 2007

tardis, doctor who

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Your Mind is NC-17 Rated

You're mind is so filthy... you should should be washing every part of you out with soap.
If your thoughts can go dirty, they do. Almost everything is NC-17 to you!


Had to take this quiz...so...yup...'tis meeeee. The...um...perv...

Jul. 17th, 2007

tardis, doctor who

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Here's the story:
-I wake up too early
-dad tells me I have to go to music camp
-I argue that he never told me
-he says he did
-I say I don't want to go
-he goes to work
-I go on my computer and compute for a while
-he comes back with bread from the bakery and says I wasn't supposed to use th computer
-I say he never said anything about it (he didn't)
-he takes away the computer and hides it in a 'secret' place
-I use my amazing ears and figure out where he put it
-he goes to work
-I go get computer from his closet
-I start to feel sad about not going to camp
-I start to feel emo in general
-I bash my computer until it decides to connect to the internet
-I write this entry
-I accidentally click on something instead of 'post' and then try to go back, only to find that my entry wasn't saved
-I type it all over
-I find I can't type very fast any more
-I feel depressed

Cheers!
her emoness
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Jul. 6th, 2007

tardis, doctor who

So...

'Tis my first journal entry. This journal might have some profanity, in fact, it most likely will, so be warned. And now you are warned. So on to the first enty...

I'm American (well, I've lived in teh U.S. of A. for 10 years), and as you might know, July 4th is American Independence Day...so...I went to a partay at a friend's house. And it was a swell partay indeed. 'Cept when I fell off the trampoline, after jumping on it while being slightly tipsy on spiked root beer. I swear someone spilled alcohol in the root beer. It was in one of those 2 Litre bottles, so someone could've easily poured alcohol in...anyways, I fell of the trampoline and hit my head, which led to a fuckin' migraine, which was no fun. But I took pain killers and was okay after a while. Thank God for pain killers.

Then we lit fireworks, which are illegal where I live, but who cares? Of course the fireworks at the marina near where I live didn't start until it was dark, which turned out being 10 pm, and we were kind of pissed, because we were waiting to watch them for nearly two hours, but we got to watch them from my friend's bedroom window.

And I am determined to finish the fucking doll that I started pixeling about two hours ago. I'm not the least bit inspired, though.

Cheers!