"How's it going?"___me___"It's going. Just not anywhere important, is all."

I wish he would just come online right now; and I wish that I could just say hello: and I wouldn't need excuses and a quirky comment and an I'm sorry to bother you to appease him. I just wish we had something in common-- something I could see or hold or taste late at night to reassure me there is a thread of life holding us together- spanning the massive chasm between us.********


Visionary, revolutionary, vigilante - these descriptions all fit you well. You are thoroughly disgusted with society and humanity as a whole, and you have several rather diabolical plans to reshape it to fit your designs. You're probably a loner, and most people think you're crazy. That's just because they don't understand, though, and you'll show them someday anyway. Heh heh heh. You are known to become very passionate about many causes, have torrid love affairs, and be seen as a either a demagogue or a hero to the proletariat masses.</td>
Be cool! Take the What Do You Want Out Of Life? Quiz*************Oh the excitement.Today was awesome: you can read all about it in Meghans journal, so I'll just break it down to we got to play volleyball during band with seniors who have nice bleached hair and don't mock you for being a dumbfuck.LachrymaticSoda: what's the point of going up and down a dead end street?NerdRocker145: to reach the end, I suppose.*******I worked on my drums a bit today before the neighbors got pissed; I worked out some fills that are just high hat snare double beats with a crash etc... Not very exciting or fucking virtuoso like; but I guess some people just cannot be pleased with the laments.My real player is spazzing out and I cannot listen to music; I was listening to Charlie Brown and digging it, and Mr. Varsity but it's all fucked now. My eight bucks for my nifty iodine shirt got sent back and since I have no money; I have to use it. Oh well. I am going to goodwill tomorrow w/ Tom. Then a dinky chruch show w/ Kris but you never know when some crazy kids will come in and make it fun.... well, that will probably be Kris and my job.Hehe! 134 pages of the Emo Diaries! I have to write entry 40 this weekend. How terribly good of us; and yet---how terribly sad...I'm geting pissed at everyone in my group for excluding tom, except for Darwin (zach,) who'll argue with anyone. Just because his arms are around my shoulders and I nip his ear doesnt make us in-human or retarded, we can still talk. And they all just walk away! Like today; we all started in a big circle in the middle of the forum, and by the time lunch was over we were backed against the stairs b/c we had to keep following will and kristen etc. You know; I'm getting sick of will's shit too, sometimes. He's beautiful, I admit it, I don't see why the boy can't just get a date for gods sake if he must spread slander about tom and I. Lorah Horton on improv can barley contain herself around him, etc etc etc... I just get sick of being ragged on with Tom, for liking him. Excuse me because I got lucky.I'm just on weird terms with Kristen, or I feel I am, because of that insensitve entry she posted. I'm sure it wasn't meant to be condescending and yobbo-esque. It just turned out that way and made me feel pretty worthless. I guess she didn't mean it--- just all this stuff about Kristen being better than me; I mean, I get it from my PARENTS! So when SHE tells ME I'm bad at something its like, oh. I guess I really am a retarded shit.*****Nonetheless, Here I am. Alone on a friday.I guess I bitch too much.I'm tired and frustrated and stupid, so I guess I'll retire to the cool sheets and sad emo I so adore.Amanda