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11th-Nov-2012 08:18 pm - #NQ
2 weeks... no contact. :/ Pretty happy about it, but it's still odd. I feel like I lost a good friend, even though it's definitely for the best. He'll be in the city for 10 days starting next Sunday so hopefully I won't break my record. I know if we try to talk he'll try to make me feel like it's my fault or something... 
11th-Nov-2012 08:15 pm - Apartment
WE FOUND AN APARTMENT! FINALLY! I cannot wait to get out of Chinatown. It's on 27th Street and 2nd Ave. Kind of on the border of Gramercy and Murray Hill on the East side. I get my own room, huge windows with an exit to the fire escape terrace, newly renovated, it's SO nice! It's a little pricey... but like.. meh whatevs. I hope it works out!
4th-Nov-2012 10:42 pm - Hurricane Sandy
Well... that was an interesting week.

I woke up Sunday morning, hung over, ready to lay in bed and wallow and feel the anxiety that follows a night of blacking out, but instead I wake up to text messages warning me I'm in the EVACUATION zone of Manhattan and that I have to leave before the hurricane hits. I bus to my grandmother's house, stay there for the night. Stay there the next night, but persevere through a night with no electricity, phone service, no laptop, and a warm fire to keep me from freaking out that there's a massive hurricane raging outside the windows. Two days later, I'm back in the city for work, but then realize I can't stay in a city with no electricity (especially living in a room with no window) and no subway system to get around, and head back to Easton, MD.

Two days of working from home, hanging out with my family, and my brother who's home from Hawaii; I'm finally back in the city! Also... day 6 of #NQ. Here's to making it a week tomorrow!
3rd-Nov-2012 10:06 pm - LOLZ
lolz
19th-Oct-2010 04:54 pm - Tumblr
So, I've kind of become addicted to Tumblr. Check it out. It's mainly me reblogging pictures or GIFs I find, or me posting pictures I've photoshopped and stuff. Don't worry, I will always remember where my roots are: Livejournal '05.

Click the image (which I made btw) for my Tumblr !


4th-Oct-2010 11:19 pm - Meh
7 posts down is a failure.
30th-Sep-2010 11:56 pm - Sleep
Faith: I just want to sleep, yo, for like a week.
Me too, sooo tired !
28th-Sep-2010 12:06 am - Mehhhh
October is going to suck so immensely. I'm not looking forward to it at all.
The weather is going to suck, I am going to have so much school work to do, I'm going to be depressed out of my mind. (insert more complaining).
But it's already kicked in. The last two weeks have SUCKED. And it's not getting any better. (insert more whining)
19th-Sep-2010 11:43 pm - STRESS
 Let me make it through this week...
I stress myself out way too much, guh.

Check List

__x__ History Paper due Wednesday

__x__ Geology Quiz due Tuesday

__x__ Work till Midnight Monday

__x__ Rush Events 

I CAN DO IT !!!!!

EDIT: YAYYY I DID IT.
18th-Sep-2010 06:19 pm(no subject)
Salisbury for the night to visit JLeo for her birthday !
16th-Sep-2010 08:03 pm - HOME
Home today to the good ol Eastern Shore for a much needed detox and quiet alone time.
15th-Sep-2010 11:06 pm - Losing It
I need to get out of College Park ASAP.
My face hurts, I'm missing my retainer (more meaning to that than it sounds), and I'm sick and tired of being tired and sick (insert whining).
Also, I just dont get it with Columbian. There's obviously something wrong with me right now..
Going home Friday.

Also, I know that it's only September. But I'm already freaking out about what I'm going to be doing next summer. I need to make money. I know that my parents that money will not change anything, but right now, it's pretty much the thing in my way of getting out of here and doing something with my life.
7th-Sep-2010 09:26 pm - Note
My entry 3 below titled "Worst Day Ever" ended up being quite an amazing and really really fun/great day/night.
6th-Sep-2010 10:22 am - College Park
So, I've decided that I like the fact that a lot of Easton people go to UMD. It is nice to see people I've known for years and years. Whereas, freshman year I hated it and wanted to not talk to anyone from Easton.
Missy P, Kat F, Katie B, and Lyston all came over last night. We got a little buck and ended up not going out. We were able to walk Katie to her sister's sorority house down College Ave, go to Panda Express, and then go home.
I hate when I come home after drinking and try to watch TV, because it's not like I'm going to remember any of it the next day. Ugh. So now I'm going to re watch the Buffy episode I watched last night, shower, and venture off into DC to meet Megan Wemmer for a movie.
3rd-Sep-2010 12:42 pm - Home Sweet Home... Not



My old apartment.

 After being in New York City for 4 months, and now having to come back to College Park, it's most definitely a little depressing. I miss the big buildings, the fun sights on my way to class, and of course the "campus". As much as I love the mall here, I miss Washington Square, and "The Timekeeper", the guy who calls how many minutes left between classes. I miss my friends, and my roommates. I miss my apartment, and the countless opportunities I could have had.

I guess it'll take a little getting used to before I can call UMD home again. But I'm trying.
3rd-Sep-2010 10:09 am(no subject)
lost my contact this morning.
set my alarm wrong and almost missed 3 discussions. (but i made it)
and i feel fat.
worst. day. ever.
1st-Sep-2010 11:18 pm - Junior Year
Holy shit I'm a Junior in college. Wtf did this happen ?
31st-Aug-2010 03:26 pm - DANG
Dang, I have had this thing for 5 years, almost 6 years.
And I haven't posted on it in forever.
I miss LJ.
♥
22nd-Feb-2010 10:14 pm - Saturday
Sooo, Saturday night I kinda died. I drank too much, and obviously it led to black out. It started off early. I made a couple of drinks with my 10 $ bottle with my microwavable ramen noodles dinner, CLASSY, I know. I drank while hanging out with my roommate. Thank god he didn't judge me. Then I took shots in my friends room.
I remember getting to the bar but not leaving or talking to Jaclyn on the walk home (over 2 miles). I do clearly remember vomming and then passing out. FAILLLLLLLLLLLLL.
I also almost got in a fight cause I tried stealing someones bottle off their table and walking away.
FAILLLLLLLLLLL.

I'm never leaving my apartment.
20th-Feb-2010 02:31 pm - Buffy
Mmm, I kinda love Buffy & Giles like parent/daughter relationship. It's way precious.
And I wish Xander stayed with Cordelia.
And Willow is amazing with Tara or Oz.
And that is all. :)

OH, and I wish Angel stayed with Buffy.
18th-Feb-2010 05:43 pm - Work
I gotz shitz to do son'.

Tonight: Finish public policy paper on teen drinking
Tomorrow: Work ALL day
Saturday: Shop in Williamsburg & work on / finish hopefully Field Research Paper #3 for psychology
Sunday: Work on gender communications presentation

BAM. Done
17th-Feb-2010 11:13 pm - Feb 17th
It'd be great if this was same time next week, because then I'd be about to go back to College Park to have some fun. I miss everyone, but I also love NYC. I just miss the campus feeling of college, this place is far too not campusy. I miss wild kids and bros. Haha. But I'm also excited to be done my internship when spring break happens. I'm getting tired of waking up early and working 10 hours a day and not getting paid. Ugh, but it's still all good.
16th-Feb-2010 11:56 pm - New York City: 1 Month In
So I've decided to use my Livejournal to update on my life here in New York City. I've been here for a little over a month and it's been a blast so far.
I've been to a couple of different bars and clubs, and I'd like to write them down somewhere so I can keep track of them.

Fish N Catch - Guido-y Bar, but very sophisticated looking
-Got in for free
Germs - sketchy gay-ish club in Brooklyn
- Easy with fake IDs & $20 over
High Bar - overlooking Time Square in a pent house & has a rooftop bar in the spring & summer
- Got in for free & free bottle service
Juliette- sweet bar and really classy
- Got in for free & free bottle service

I saw Marry Poppins on Broadway and it was AMAZING. It was absolutely "magical". I'd still like to know how brought things out of her bag and it just appeared. I mean, it's Broadway, so it's live. So that means it's OBVIOUSLY magic.

I'm glad MIchelle came the first couple of days. She played as my roommate until my other roommates got here. PS. I really really really like my roommates. Jason is my roommate that I share a room with. Nick & Matt are in the other room. 2/4 gays, best apartment ever. Baha.

I have a lot of great friends in my program. We have a nice little group that we all hang out with all the time. I'll elaborate later.

More on my internship another time, FML. So intense, but Fashion Week was AMAZING.
23rd-Dec-2009 02:55 am - Meep
Meepsies
14th-May-2009 11:00 pm - Greys Anatomy
The last three minutes of Grey's Anatomy was the biggest WHAT THE FUCK moment of my life.

Izzie remembers what's going on, and Meredith shouts at the top of her lungs.

Within three minutes...

Izzie dies and you find out George is "John Doe" who got in by the car and dies too.

WHAT THE FUCK.

13th-May-2009 06:46 pm - STFU.
This is Ryan.



Ryan  is my roommate.

AND HE WON'T SHUT THE EFF UP SO I CAN DO MY FINAL PAPER AND STUDY FOR MY FINALS.

13th-May-2009 01:49 am - Final Phi Sigma Pi Meeting
Awwwwwwwww.

I'm going to miss all of the seniors ! Especially my big ! When Jannette started crying, I swear I was about to start bawling.

But, that meeting took effing forever. I was trying to peace out but had to wait to run for Webmaster, which I lost to a junior. FML. I had everyone laughing the entire time. "You're going to win, I could hear you making everyone laugh in there !" Ummm, FAIL. But they did want to put us together because we are both super sweet.

PS. I just got out of meeting. 6:30 - 1:45. REALLYYYY ?

That's too long. I'm going to miss everyone, but ready for summer.

12th-May-2009 10:53 pm - PSP Elections
FML.

PS. (251): Goal for tonight: Make one last drunken mistake for the semester.
12th-May-2009 02:29 am - Damn, My Bitches are HOT
... No but really.




.. I pride myself in my pretty girls.
11th-May-2009 11:41 pm - New Layout
New layout. I like it.
It's from the season finale of Queer As Folk Season 1. Soooo sad. Brian surprises Justin and shows up to his prom, but this kid gets mad cause they're being all gay in public and finds Justin in the parking lot after and beats him with a bat. Brian rushes him to the hospital. Next season, Justin has to drop out of art school because his hand shakes so much because of nerv damage. :(
5th-May-2009 12:18 am - OLDDD Convo
Chris: Have you talked to Evan from the orange juice box?
Me: Who?
Chris: My hair is stuck on the phone.
Me: Who's Evan?
Chris: Not Evannnn. Evidence! On the bottom of the trashcan.
At least he's a funny drunk.
Chris: Yo B-dawg, I'm a caveman too. Let's have children on Buffy... Why am I beating my wife? I don't have a wife... I love wifes.
Chris: I'm comfy... comfy... comfy. Whatever, whatever. Whatever to comfy. I'm gonna get fat, beer makes me fat. Hahah I'm not gonna eat the pizza rolls cus they'll make me fat.
Chris: I ran to Boston one night. I was all wavey.
Me: Boston?
Chris: Bo-ba-BATHROOM. I ran to the bathroom. Hahaha there aren't any bathrooms in Boston.

Me: I've never heard you sing before.
Chris: Me either.
Me: You've never heard yourself sing before?
Chris: What? I didn't say that... Hahaha I made choir.
Chris: How's Faith?
Me: I don't really talk to Faith...
Chris: Yes you do. Faith smiles. You know what I'm talking about.
Me: Ohh, face smiles!

Chris: Yeah, yeah. Everyone's pretty when they smile. You're pretty when you smile. Faith's pretty when she smiles. I'm not pretty when I smile. Danny's pretty when he smiles hahahah.
DANNY I LOVE YOU!

Chris: I'm a flirttttt... and I should be shot.
Chris: Itching... orgasmic itching..
Me: Orgasmic itching?
Chris: Organic! I meant organic itching.
Ok this only took my ten minutes to understand...
Chris: Fill in the blanks. You did not___
Me: Left.
Chris: But you did___
Me: Laugh
Chris: Laugh-ED
Me: I laughed, but I didn't left. Right.
Chris: NOOO! LEFT!
16th-Mar-2009 12:14 am - Queer as Folk
Legit. My favorite show in the entire world. I'm going to write an intense gay comment after this one later. 
15th-Mar-2009 10:26 pm - Spring Break
FEET
Loves it. 
5th-Nov-2008 11:55 am - COLLEGE
I LOVE COLLEGE. LALALA. GO OBAMA !!
6th-Oct-2008 04:23 pm - College

 
I hate college, and I dont know why. It sucks. :( 
1st-Oct-2008 10:19 pm - VCU on Friday
 
 
Going to VCU on Friday to see Marisa Messick !! Cannot waittttt. Ahhhh. And Betsy is meeting us there. Ryan is driving me home after class, I'm picking up my car, driving back to UMD, picking up Marissa & Michelle, then driving 2 hours 47 minutes to VCU !! I CANNOT wait. Yayyyyy.
1st-Oct-2008 06:26 pm - EHS

 
PUMP IT UP PUMP IT UP H-S
KEEP IT GOING KEEP IT GOING
SENIORS
WHAT UP WHAT UP
E-H-S
'08. Gotta love it.
30th-Sep-2008 09:29 pm - College Clubs ?
Sooo, I've joined...
1. Project Sunshine - Play with little kids in PG County
2. Running Team - Run long ass miles
3. SEE - Students Events <i>somethingsomething</i> - I do marketing and security for concerts like Cobra Starship & O.A.R.
4. High Risers- I have to home 1-2 high schoolers a couple nights. 

Is that enough ? 
30th-Sep-2008 09:30 am - 8 AM
... I hate 8 AM Classes. Guhh. Hates ya' Comm 107. :) 
29th-Sep-2008 10:19 pm - College
     So, I haven't posted in a really long time. It just took me forever to get up a new head picture thing, and the font is retarded because I dont know how to use downloaded fonts on my Mac yet.
     I'm at University of Maryland: College Park now. It's been pretty good. I have a lot of AAP friends and friends from home, but I miss Easton so freaking much. The last couple of months in Easton I hated it and couldn't wait to get back, but now I'm counting down the days until Christmas Break.
     I had so many friends in high school, I knew everyone and everyone knew me, and it took me a while to get to that point. Now I have to start all over again, and it sucks. Oh well.
     I hate the fact that now I'm gone my mom thinks I dont live there. I went home last weekend and all my posters were gone, all my things on my table and shelves and desk were gone, so I kirked out on my mom. She said too bad, so I took the rest of my Buffy stuff and put it in a box and told her I wouldn't be home until Thanks Giving. That's obv a lie, because I'm going home this weekend to get my car (to see Marisa Messick !!). It's just going to suck going home for Christmas Break ( a month & 2 ish weeks) with an empty ass room. So I'm probably just going to put all my stuff up and say SORRY 'BOUT IT. :) 
     As for friends... I'll work on that making new friends thing.
22nd-Oct-2007 07:04 pm - I Believe - Essay
Christopher McElwain
This I Believe Essay
Mrs. Pantusa
 
          Many ideas and opinions are formed based off of what we experience over the course of our lives. These ideas and opinions are meant to act as guidelines to help us, as young adults, form our own beliefs, and know the difference between what’s right and what’s wrong. It has been 17 years, almost 18, and I have formed my own beliefs which have made me who I am today; a firm believer that love does conquer all. Love is something that is supposed to hold two people, or even a family, together. Love is not what inevitably broke my family apart, it was the lack of love that conquered it and brought it crumbling down.

            I have witnessed many relationships come and go in my life. I have either personally, or vicariously through my friends, felt the pain of a broken heart or the sorrow a break-up entails. After several years of off and on separation my parents divorced each other. I was only 10 years old and had no clue why they were doing what they were doing.. All I knew was that their love had not been strong enough to withstand the constant battles that took place day after day. At the age of 10 I knew the basic things that a marriage was supposed to have: love, friendship, and some sort of a likeness towards each other. These three ingredients make up a perfect relationship that acts as a stone wall against anything that walks in its path. These three ingredients are three things my parents did not have. My parents’ marriage was full of lies, cheating, and a lack of love, which are three things that caused my parents’ stone wall to come crumbling down. These are three things that ultimately conquered their love.

            I am now 17 years old and have had several years to reflect on what happened to my parents’ relationship and why they made the decision they made. Looking back, I realized that they just weren’t the right people for each other. I believe that if there had been anyone else for either of them it could have worked out differently for both of them. I still wondered, why did they stay together as long as they did, why did they go through everything they did day after day for years. It wasn’t hope that things might turn around one day and that they would work things out. They were beyond that. What kept them together for so long was me. They needed someone that they both loved enough to keep them together for as long as they were, and I was that person. Their love for me overcame their dislikes and differences for each other and brought them together for several more years before the final divorce to watch me grow.

            Although at first love may not work out how you plan it to, and love may not seem to conquer everything, it tends to all work itself out in the end. My parents’ love for each other didn’t conquer everything that came in its way, but their love for me was strong enough to conquer any battle, even themselves, that it faced. Ultimately, love does conquer all.
15th-Sep-2007 11:00 pm - Ryan
 I was just thinking...
I love Ryan Shamray.
Haha. :P
15th-Sep-2007 08:47 pm - I Don't Like Change.
I dont feel well.
I've been helping my dad move out of his apartment all morning because he is moving back in with us in the house.
Then my mom is moving out togo live in her house in the middle of nowhere in "Whorelock" (Hurlock). And she is taking the two couches downstairs and the two wooden thingies in the living room upstairs. Kevin is moving into my parents room. Which is going to be wierd, because I go in there every morning. JKFD;SA.



This frustrates me.



My mother thinks I'm going to basically die when I go to college because she swears I'm never gonna see her and I will never be in the house. I'M COMING HOME ON HOLIDAYS AND DURING THE ENTIRE SUMMER WOMAN.



So, when I go to college, Kevin will be left. Then my dad will probabally move to Pennsylvania or something and Denise will live in the middle of nowhere still with Dave.



I dont feel well.
15th-Sep-2007 02:21 pm - College Essay - NUMERO DOS

Christopher McElwain

Pantusa

AP Literature and Composition

September 12, 2007

           

Twins Are So Overrated

 

 

I still had the orange and black murals of our school mascot painted lightly on my cheeks and forehead. I smelt of a distinguished odor of sweat. I was exhausted, and had just gotten home from a victorious school football game where my friends and I cheered loudly and jumped for success. My twin brother was sitting on the living room couch, with a book in hand, quietly, not moving. “What’d you do tonight ?” I inquired of him. “Nothing much, just read a little.” What a surprise.

Since I was old enough to talk I have had to answer inquiries about my twin brother and me. I have always had the same answer, no. No, we don’t look alike or act alike. But I suppose the twin cliché inevitably means that that we are to confide within each other and do everything with each other. Yet, it might be true for some twins; I am not one of those twins.

If you saw my brother and me it would never cross your mind that we were even related to each other. Whereas I’m the tall, lanky and fashionable twin, he is the taller, bulky and quieter twin. Don’t get me wrong, we both have our similarities; our thick drawn out eyelashes and our captivating dimples, which are both compliments of our mother.

In school you wouldn’t catch us talking to each other in the halls or in class because we belong to different social circles with conflicting ideas of each other. I’m considered the social butterfly of the family, and can always be found fraternizing in class even when I shouldn’t be. On Friday nights you wouldn’t find us together at parties or at the movies because we both have different definitions of what’s cool and what’s not. When I consider going to the loudest and most popular places to be rather gratifying, he may find sitting at home reading a novel containing tales of alternate history a hoot.

 To those who don’t know we are related would think that we would never be caught dead conversing with each other or even knowing one another existed. To the eyes of the public, we are different people with different personalities and live in different personas. Once people realize that we are nothing alike, they automatically assume that since we visibly have nothing in common we must obviously live in two completely different worlds. It is then that we are labeled “The Worst Twins Ever.” Although we defy the odds of most twins, and will forever deny our twin-hood publicly, I will admit that we do follow many of the twin rules. Behind the closed curtain that separates the public eye and reality, there is the truth. Even though we may have our own quirks and oddities, we are in actuality our own best friends.

My brother and I can be compared to our childhood alternate identities, Pinky and The Brain. I was always trying to take over the world, or in some cases, the play room, and I’d pull him along as my trusty sidekick for my plotting and scheming. We were thick as thieves, and we always had each others’ backs whenever we need one another. I was born with a cleft lip and was subject to humiliation from time to time and he would always come to my rescue when the older kids would prod me with questions and jeers. When he was little, because he had delayed speech, I would always speak for him. I’d ask him what he wanted, yet with no response I knew what he needed. My mother used to tell us stories of when I’d cover my brother’s mouth, look at him, then look at her and tell her that he wanted to give me his last piece of cake.

 Daniel McElwain is my twin brother, and the one soul that has influenced mine to the great heights it is today. He is probably the only person that knows and will ever know where I got all those marks on my car or where I really was that night, and the only person who I can trust so well to confide in with these “dark” truths. No, we don’t look alike, no, we don’t act alike, and no, we don’t do everything together. We are so different, yet we are so much alike.

 
13th-Sep-2007 10:31 pm - College Essay - Rough Draft: #1
Christopher McElwain
Pantusa
AP Literature and Composition
September 12, 2007
 
            NO, we don’t look alike. NO, we don’t act alike. NO, we don’t do everything together. How many times do I have to say it, no ! Since I was old enough to understand I have heard these questions, and I have always had the same answer. No. I suppose the twin cliché inevitably means that that we are to confide within each other and do everything with each other. Yet, it might be true for some twins; I am not one of those twins.
If you saw my brother and me it would never cross your mind that we were even related to each other. I guess you can consider me the twin who got all the good looks, the brain, and social skills. As for him, I suppose he got everything else. If you look at me you would see a tall, preppy yet fashionable teenage boy with broad shoulders like a cereal box, obviously due to years of swim team. You look at my brother and you would see a tall, bulky, quiet teenage boy with no sense of what’s going on around him, at the very least. Don’t get me wrong, we both have our similarities; our thick drawn out eyelashes and our captivating dimples, which are both compliments of our mother.
In school you wouldn’t catch us talking to each other in the halls or in class because we belong to different social circles with conflicting ideas of each other. I’m considered the social butterfly of the family, and can always be found fraternizing in class even when I shouldn’t be. On Friday nights you wouldn’t find us together at parties or at the movies because we both have different definitions of what’s cool and what’s not. When I consider going to the loudest and most popular places to be rather gratifying, he may find sitting at home reading a novel containing tales of alternate history a hoot.
 To those who don’t know we are related would think that we would never be caught dead conversing with each other or even knowing one another existed. To the eyes of the public, we are different people with different personalities and live in different personas. Once people realize that we are nothing alike, they automatically assume that since we visibly have nothing in common we must obviously live in two completely different worlds. It is then that we are labeled “The Worst Twins Ever.” Although we defy the odds of most twins, and will forever deny our twin-hood publicly, I will admit that we do follow many of the twin rules. Behind the closed curtain that separates the public eye and reality, there is the truth. Even though we may have our own quirks and oddities, we are in actuality our own best friends.
My brother and I can be compared to our childhood alternate identities, Pinky and The Brain. I was always trying to take over the world, or in some cases, the play room, and I’d pull him along as my trusty sidekick for my plotting and scheming. We were thick as thieves, and we always had each others’ backs whenever we need one another. I was born with a cleft lip and was subject to humiliation from time to time and he would always come to my rescue when the older kids would prod me with questions and jeers. When he was little, because he had delayed speech, I would always speak for him. I’d ask him what he wanted, yet with no response I knew what he needed. My mother used to tell us stories of when I’d cover my brother’s mouth, look at him, then look at her and tell her that he wanted to give me his last piece of cake.
 Daniel McElwain is my twin brother, and the one soul that has influenced mine to the great heights it is today. He is probably the only person that knows and will ever know where I got all those marks on my car or where I really was that night, and the only person who I can trust so well to confide in with these “dark” truths. No, we don’t look alike, no, we don’t act alike, and no, we don’t do everything together. We are so different, yet we are so much alike.
7th-Sep-2007 12:14 am - Pre- College Life

I'm for reals stressing out. I am sooo stressed out. I am freaking out. Bafdsafsajkl.

5th-Sep-2007 07:25 pm - Promise to myself.

To go to sleep by 10:30 - 11.

3rd-Sep-2007 09:50 pm - Last Day Of Work

Last day of work ! Finally ! Freedom ! 

For reals, I was about to kill someone. Liz Benford needed to get off her high horse and realize she is no better than the rest of us. 

"Liz can we go down to 2 guards, theres only 1 kid in the pool."
".. No Chris. I told you, since you guys argued with me yesterday you're staying up to 3 all day long. Sucks."


Oh hells no. There was gonna be a GUARD FIGHT.

Anyways, fun times at the end. We all got in, played on the slide that nobody was able to get on all year long. Did flips off the guard stand and took pictures and played <i>Sneak</i>. 

FUN.
I'll miss it all in about a month. Right now I'm tired of seeing all those people everyday for the past like... 3 months.

3rd-Sep-2007 04:18 am - Lifeguarding
Tomorrow is the last day YAY. 
31st-Dec-2006 03:27 am - HATE HATE HAT E HATE
I HATE MY FUCKING SUMMER GIRL. I HATE HER AND I HATE AKFJD;AKFJDA;FAFJSA.
I'm in such a fucking horrible mood.
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