Tuesday, November 29, 2005

my ap english teacher is the nicest most retarded teacher ever.


Anonymous
11:45:51 PM

Josh? Josh who.... Damn, and who is this guy?


Anonymous
08:21:08 PM

i'm posting my secret because josh told me to.

here i go being emo.

im sad. i thought i could deal with just being friends but like suddenly tonight im losing my mind wondering what he's thinking. he's said some things that make me wonder if he actually does think of me in a different light but is too shy to do something about it. its tormenting me like never before.


Anonymous
08:19:13 PM

Monday, November 28, 2005

On the topic of Politics.

People have bled, sweat and died for slavery as well. And I don't care for it either.

However, I will bleed, sweat and die for whatever I damn well choose, and should that be a life where I recognize politics only as a necessary evil, that I will do everything to avoid on any occaision, then you have no say in that, because you can go bleed, sweat and die for whatever it is you want to, but I got mine.


CajunExplosion
11:41:57 PM

he stopped hitting me. i try to be his friend, but i still cant respect him.


Anonymous
10:35:01 PM

i almost want her to die so i wont have to save her anymore


Anonymous
08:29:28 PM

I can't tell him to knock it off.

It's so horrible, what he's doing to himself, this isolation from the present; this refusal to believe the truth; this entrapment in a wish of what could have been (but will never, ever be).

And, what's worse is, it's because of me.

I stood it for three days over the holiday, heard his whining protests, saw the half-veiled hints, tried only perfunctuorily to ward off his advances, watched as my friend was transformed from his usual zany self to the most cynical of love-distraught guys.

Because of me. I guess.

I have a strong character. I've steeled myself before and been able to walk the hardest path to tell people what I honestly needed to tell them. Once or twice, I've even found the words to say to boys that--the great teenage euphemism for one of the most inexpressible feelings imaginable--I liked them. Isn't that supposed to be the hardest thing in the world to verbalize?

It's not.

Maybe Dagny left Eddie Willers looking out across that black expanse of train track because she was too much of a wimp to tell him.

I wonder how they spent Thanksgivings at the Taggart household.


Anonymous
07:54:46 PM

Sunday, November 27, 2005

I have the urge to kick, in the face, people who say that they don't care about politics because its all crap and bullshit, etc. . To me politics is more important than almost everything else, the right to be interested and involved in politics is what millions of people have struggled, bled and died for.


Anonymous
11:30:18 PM

I have an unhealthy addiction to Tangst. I get really sad when I check the site and there are no updates.


Anonymous
10:44:23 PM

Saturday, November 26, 2005

So far away, and yet so close! Ten thousand words separates me from eternal glory. Ah, bittersweet November, how do I hate thee and yet love thee and still angst over thee continusously!


Anonymous
03:18:35 PM

Friday, November 25, 2005

i saw a certain presidential candidate in the last election sitting across the aisle from me at a basketball game tonight, and it was all i could do to keep myself from walking up and saying "i don't support a single thing you stand for." kicking him in the shin, and returning to my seat.

i'm sure all of you know who this is now. fine by me, i just REALLY don't like this guy. and not even entirely for his political views. he seems to have a faulty character.


Anonymous
11:37:13 PM

Am I starting to like her again?

I sort of liked her last year when I was going through this weird cycle of liking one person after another in a sad attempt to get a girlfriend.
Then she found out, and we had the "we're just friends" conversation, and then we became better friends than we had been.
Now we're hanging out and talking more than we ever had before, and maybe I'm liking her again, but does she still think we're just friends.

Amazing how my persuit of women always ends with nothing, but the times I actually have meaningful relationships is when they fall right into my lap.


Anonymous
01:25:32 AM

Thursday, November 24, 2005

I don't know when it would be appropriate to call him. He says he's a night owl, and I definitely want to talk to him... I want to see him again. It's only been two days, but I've already almost forgotten his face again. I don't know if I should call.


Anonymous
09:15:51 PM

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

i still have a crush on my boyfriend from 3 years ago. we were together for 3 weeks and we didnt even go on a date. but i still want him.


Anonymous
05:08:53 PM

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

I definitely have a crush on him--it's been like that on and off for a year. Like, sexually and otherwise. But now that we are friends, I realize that he is so much like me. It's almost like I have a crush on myself. That's weird, right?


Anonymous
06:16:21 PM

Monday, November 21, 2005

(am I doing this right? Post as a comment here?)

What can I do? It's not like I try to be better, I just... I just am, and I hate to admit it. I get the homework done, I get the lessons, I somehow manage to pull pretty good essays out of somewhere provided I have a lot of caffiene availible. Why can't he? Why should he make me feel guilty for succeeding and making him look bad by comparison? Wish I could just not care... but he's my brother. How can I not?


Anonymous
10:03:00 PM

I never know how forward to be. Guys are just too confusing sometimes.


Anonymous
03:10:01 PM

Sunday, November 20, 2005

I've got an insatiable need of sex. (duh.) And the girl that I'm totally for isn't something at all about physical attraction outside of how aesthetically pleasing her form is, so what on earth do I shoot for?


CajunExplosion
11:35:13 PM

the ball is in their court. some days they seem to like me too, some days they dont. i wish they'd make up their mind.

yes, i know that sounds so pre-teeny, but honestly, they just keep jerking me around...


Anonymous
08:10:41 PM

Do you know that you make my day whenever you show the slightest interest in talking to me?

You're geeky perfection, and in you I just see all my faults. I don't expect anything from you. I wish you'd return my feelings for you, but I want you to be happy. And I guess I wouldn't bring you that happiness, even though I adore you.


Anonymous
01:49:16 AM