Halloween is coming up...

and people are going psycho.


I guess there have been all these attacks in the East Lansing area by some guy in a 'scream' mask. Really creepy if you ask me. We decided that mace wouldn't do anything cause he's wearing a mask. Same with hairspray. I think the solution to the problem is a can of hairspray and a lighter. Make a good old flame thrower. Only problem is how do you get this all done while being attacked my a masked lunatic? Hah.

I really love Halloween though. The perfect opportunity to be someone else for a change, without being prosecuted (not that most people really aspire to be in real life what they are on halloween, or else a lot of girls would want to be sluts).

Work for the first time tonight.

A bit nervous- but it's a halloween themed shift, so it should be an okay time...

A funny thing.

What's funny is, this is post number 27, yet still no one knows about this blog. Maybe, maybe 2 of my friends know about it. Probably only one of the two actually read it from time to time. It's a pointless thing, yet I feel so great when I write. I can ramble, get angry, be selfish, and no one cares. It's rather amazing, if you ask me. ICouldTypeLikeThis, but because no one reads it, it won't bother anyone :)

I'm back at school now. This morning I was telling my dermatologist how "I have nothing to stress out about, it must be something else," but the second I get to school, I feel stressed. Interesting, right.

I made it just in time to be able to take my reading quiz in WRA today. My prof used my paper as an example of a good paper. It made me feel good, until I got the paper back. I only got a 3.7, .1 better than my last paper. If she's gonna use it as an example she should have at least gave me a 3.8.

I can't believe this infection is going around all of the high schools. You know that means, soon enough, it will be spreading through universities. We just cleaned our bathroom so we aren't the one's who spread it, hah.

I've decided, blogging is good for the soul.

:-)

Candy

This movie, is by far the most disturbing thing I've seen in a long time. It's about two junkies who get married, they are constantly using, stealing, etc. She gets pregnant, but they still use, and she ends up miscarrying. They deliver the fetus and well I'll just leave it at that- FYI it was the most disturbing scene of a movie. It made me feel sick to my stomach.

In other news. Back to school tomorrow :-/ I love being home, I love school, I hate change, but I know, it will benefit me in the end.

Out of sight, out of mind.

I guess that phrase rings true. It's so sad how it was 'meant to be', until I left. Now it's meant to be a piece of shit.


I thought you'd pull through for me. I thought you'd prove me wrong, and make me take back my goodbye letter. Instead you were one big fucking disappointment.

I really hate change. I don't think I can handle all of this. It's time to put that little bar behind me. It's time to put those people, who were my friends, who I worked with, all behind me. Forced change. It's the worst.


I hate you because you disappoint me...because you don't want me.

Why in the hell do I still want you then?

One of these things first.

Vegas was really fun. I can't believe it's almost been a year since that trip.

Anyways, home for the weekend. Nothing changes here. School is so dynamic, home is so static. My mom tried to ground me for getting in a tickle fight with her..it was really funny.

Tomorrow is Sweetest Day.

A friendship might die this weekend. It's really sad. Out of sight, out of mind is true, I guess.

Off to get some reading done.

It's a beautiful day for football!

Not really. Just felt like being cheesy.

I love the football games though...usually.

Even if our defense has checked out for the season, and Hoyer keeps choking- I still love MSU Football.

I love photography too. Editing to be exact.

Rainy days...

I just happen to be extremely tired.


I also have a new solution to my "problem". You know, the one where I fall for guys who seem completely straight and then they turn out to be gay.

Here's the solution: From now on I'm going to automatically assume every guy I meet is gay. That way, I'll focus more on making platonic relationships with them, and if I happen to find out they aren't gay- well, I'll be pleasantly surprised.


Sound good? Yes.

I think this weather makes me tired. Along with this class. ISS. Lame.