WHAT IS THIS I DON'T EVEN.

LOL IDK HOW I FEEL ABOUT MANIMAL, HE'S KINDA ICK,NAST. BUT RICH MCDONALD IS THE FUCKING CUTEST THING EVER.

I POSTED MY PICTURE WITH RUDY ON FB AND TOTALLY COMPLAINED ABOUT NOT GETTING PICTURES WITH ALL THE OTHER GK GUYS AND THIS IS WHAT HE SAID: Don't worry about not getting the pic. I'm sure Rudy will have another event here in LA, and we will all show up for that.

WATTTTTTTTTTTTTT. DO WANT. DO WANT. DW DW DW.

I ALSO TOLD HIM HE LOOKS GREAT WITH TEETH TO WHICH HE REPLIED: haha! i appreciate that!

BRB DYING.

GK WON'T STOP INVADING REAL LIFE. AND I LOVE IT.

RUDY REYE'S BOOK SIGNING AT THE GROVE IN LA.  SO MUCH FUN. GOT LOST ON THE FREEWAY; HAD TO TAKE A DETOUR. THANK GOD ALEX WAS THERE, BECAUSE RJ AND I WERE PRETTY MUCH CLUELESS.

ASIDE FROM THE SHEER EXCITEMENT OF RUDY TOUCHING MY HEAD (HE WAS LIKE "YOU'RE ADORABLE LOL WHERE'S THE MOHAWK" LOL THAT FACEBOOK PICTURE WAS FROM LAST YEAR) AND SIGNING IN MY BOOK THAT MY "SUPPORT AND COURAGE INSPIRES" HIM (I WAS LIKE WHAT DID I DO THAT WAS SO INSPIRING),

I SAW FIVE OF THE GUYS FROM GENERATION KILL. DO WANT. I IMDB'D JUST TO BE SURE, BUT IT WAS THE DUDE WHO PLAYED CAPTAIN AMERICA, MARC MENCHACA (GUNNY WYNN), JOSH BARRETT (PAPPY), AND ANOTHER HOT GUY (MANIMAL IRL?) AND SAL, I THINK..IDK I CAN'T REMEMBER WHO HE WAS

CAME A LITTLE LATE FOR THE TALK AT THE BEGINNING, GOT MY BOOK SIGNED, AND LEFT. THE GK GUYS WERE STANDING IN A CIRCLE TALKING TO EACH OTHER NEAR WHERE I WAS STANDING IN LINE, OMFG I WAS DYING LIKE ;______;

ALL OF A SUDDEN MY SHYNESS CAME OUT, I WAS LIKE *VOMIT/DYING INSIDE" AND I DIDN'T GET PICTURES WITH THEM BECAUSE THEY WERE TALKING TO EACH OTHER THE WHOLE TIME AND I WASN'T JUST GONNA INTERRUPT AND BE LIKE "LOLZ ARE YOU THE GUYS FROM GK? OH HAYYY" SO I JUST WENT BACK TO MY CAR AND CRIED. INTERNALLY. AND THEN I SQUEED DURING THE CAR RIDE HOME. ALEX HAD TO DRIVE BECAUSE I WAS STICKING MY HEAD OUT THE DOOR AND SHIT. GOOD TIMES.

LOL IDK WHEN I'M ACTUALLY GONNA HAVE TIME TO READ HERO LIVING, SINCE I'VE GOT A SHIETLOAD OF OTHER STUFF TO READ FOR SCHOOL RIGHT NOW.

PIX OR GTFO:

RJ TOOK THE PICTURE AS HE OPENED THE BOOK TO SIGN IT SO HE JUST LOOKED UP AND SMILED AND I LEANED IN. LOL I STILL LOVE YOU RJ. ALSO, IT LOOKS LIKE I'M NOT WEARING ANY SHORTS, LOL.



BRB BEATING MYSELF UP FOR NOT TAKING A PICTURE WITH THE OTHER GUYS. UGH. CROWDS SCARE ME SO I WAS LIKE LET'S GET THIS BITCH SIGNED AND GTFO.

LONG POST WAS LONG IDEK SORRY

i sent him a message telling him how inspirational~ and awesome he was and how much i loved GK and that i'm trying my best to make it down to SD for the book signing to show some support because i'm so close and he added me. so i confirmed. so fucking coooooool

I FEEL LIKE A HUSTLA~

nice vintage tees are hard as fuck to find for dylan or springsteen. i keep getting directed to the ugly/original shit. fuck.

if any of you know websites for real good tees, help me out :D

boy man problems.

i'm in a self-loathing funk. i haven't had sex for a month. i said something stupid to someone i really liked and it's something i can't take back.

my journal is totally turning into some emo-tastic diary when i had CLEARLY stated that i was in this for the lulz.

i. hate. this.

he sent me a text at 1 am, telling me that he was tired and that maybe i could come over and give him a massage and we could have drinks. i said nah, i don't know how to massage. i am no longer attracted to him in the least. fuck, i've never even been inside his house, just the backseat of his car..

but i haven't had sex for 20 days. i am going stir-crazy.

i decided this week that i'll be moving to San Francisco after my four years at Long Beach. i hope it works out. writing in a hovel for some odd years = character building. i hope.

me and two friends went to a rally/protest today for the california budget cuts on education. it was awesome. saw a bunch of teachers from my high school there. it was depressing to see that not very many other students from our school cared enough to be there.

doing stuff for college admissions and financial aid is stressing me out. i don't need this shiiiiiiieeeetttt. i need more sleep and water.

lol, bugs in my room. wtf. i just cleaned last week. i don't even eat in here anymore.

now that i've caught up on the mentalist, i can't wait for the new episodes.

there's this kid phil whose pants i'm on a mission to penetrate. i give it till the end of march. he's playing hard to get. LOL

my mom won't get off my nuts about so much shit. argh. parents. is it wrong when i admit that i'll be glad when i finally move out next year? if so, then okay then.

also, i need to see the wrestler. my love for mickey rourke has been resurfacing since i saw 9 1/2 Weeks a week ago. Poor guy, what did he do to his face...?
 

FUCKKKKKKK

:'(

im having trouble deciding what to put on my heathus_camp t-shirt

i was thinking front: heathus camp, and then on the back: self-worth, self-confidence, inappropriate sexual arousal.

p.s. whoever wrote the mission statement should be bronzed, cause its fucking genius.