There are people in the world who remind you only of what you are incapable of accomplishing. There are those who would bid you no self-confidence, nor esteem. There are men and women whose one goal in life is to shoot you down, break you and beat you, raze your towers and burn your bridges. There are those that would cause you pain and suffering for pleasure or satisfaction and they are...

This is, in fact, something I should tell to someone, but I can't bring myself to say it to his face. I truly don't want to hurt him again, but I really don't have a choice...So, since I can't tell him, I'm asking you (whoever you are that chose to read this) to stand in his stead and just listen [read].It was a bad idea...I should have just walked home, but I wanted to talk to you so much, not...

Well, whilst searching for hilarious videos on Youtube, I came across the second installment of Charlie the Unicorn. I didn't enjoy it nearly as much as I enjoyed the first one, but it made me giggle. What was with the Banana King, eh? Anyway, at the end of the video, a list of other funny or related videos pop up and I saw one called "Mr. Happy Face". I seem to have an obsession with happy faces...

I'm falling. I can feel it. Just as I'm starting to become myself again, he wants me back. Just. Like. That. I know that I will always love him, but Idon't know if I can handle him again... It's almost too much to bear... I mean, he totally completes me and it is like he is my missing link. For the longest time, I wished that he would fall in love with my, but when he did, I had no idea what to...

Well, I just want to say that I am totally and completely BORED.The only thing left for me to do is to sit here on the computer and write totally pointless journal entries.Then check my Myspace, Myyearbook, Facebook, Deviant Art, msn, stardoll, and aol accounts. Talk about no life... I practically live on the internet! It feels more like home than home does, although I will admit, I much prefer...

Well, due to recent developments, I'm left searching for myself again. I've become more and more confused evry minute and am steadily reaching out toward insanity. Ugh... well, even though I'm going to go nuts, at least I have my frickin twisty Fritos and orange Kool-Aid. Bitchin', I know.My ex is an ass-face. I love him to death and he knows it. At the end of our relationship I thought that he...

Well, last evening, I got in a fight with my mom at her friend's apartment. he was at work and she wanted to drive out to Fremont. It was almost 9 o'clock. Well, I told her I wasn't going to go. No way in Hell. So, she decided that she would persuade me to go by punching me in the back of the head. i didn't like that too much so what was my first impulse? Punch back. And I did, right in the ribs....

I wish I could say that I will never suffer from Post-Traumatic stress disorder, but I can't. In a few years, all the traumatic events in my life will have become so pressured that they will just explode, resulting in an untimely emotional breakdown for me and probably the above diagnosis. Maybe I'll fill you all in on my traumatic history, but I think I'll save that for another sleepless night......