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September 01, 2011 10:21PM

It's all I have inside me
  • I lived on Langarth St.
  • I worked at Windermere
  • Broken up but living with Michelle


It was Wednesday and I had finished work, and came home. This would be where I normally write about work and what I did, but I honestly don't remember much detail, or really care enough to try and recall. The point is that I was home from work, okay? With me so far? Thanks.


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September 01, 2010 2:29PM

I'm Really Orientated.
  • I lived on Langarth St.
  • I worked at Windermere
  • Michelle was my Roommate


Yesterday I went to my program's orientation session with one Mr. Benjamin Shirley. I asked him to go with me so I wouldn't have to go alone, as I probably would've been nervous to go all by myself, and he also has a car so that makes it easier too. Anyway, the orientation was at 11:00am to 12:00pm, and it was pretty much exactly the same as the first time I went, and didn't really introduce any new information, but I felt better going to it, since now I don't have to wonder if I missed anything important or whatever. Now I just wait for Tuesday to come and I'll go to my first class at 11am in F3002, and I hope everything goes well.


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September 01, 2007 1:33AM

First Instance
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • I worked at Windermere
  • Michelle was my Roommate


I had my first instance dungeon experience today. A guildmate invited me to do the Dead Mines, so I said sure, and he summoned me half way across the world and off I went. An instance dungeon is basically a long dungeon where only you and your party (up to five) work together to get through. Lots of team work and strategy come into p lay. I tanked, a Night Elf Druid kept me alive with healing, or helped me tank as a bear, there was also a Gnomish Warlock, a Human Paladin and a Human Rogue. The rogue pulled, I'd tank, and the others would do the damage. It was a lot of fun, and we got tons of loot.. toooons, like at least 4 or 5 blues, and at least 20 greens. I got a new shield, new belt, new bracers and lots of stuff to sell at the auction house.

Anyway, I took a few screens.


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September 01, 2005 12:00AM

confused
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • I worked at Stream


i dont know whether to embrace or reject. i have such strong emotions about both. im confused.. and hurting. my heart wants something, so bad.. my brain thinks my heart is a retard. something i dream about really happens and I freak out inside. maybe thats why it doesnt feel real at all.


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September 01, 2005 12:00AM

Whirlwind of Confusion
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • I worked at Stream


I think I've temporarily lost my ability to form sentances and actually write... wait.. no.. looks like I'm doing something here. it's painful though.


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September 01, 2004 6:14PM

Dude I did!! I told you to do the bendy every once and a while!!
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Emily


*sigh* my umbrage has returned in full force and I am filled with nothing but resentment and hate. I need a sword and a long headstart. I need release.... and freedom of everything. I hate where I am... helpless and uncertain. Unsafe and dependant... a mess of blood and tears. I find happiness in nothing and all I can see is hate and anger in everything else. I want to be an asshole to everyone except a very select few, so when I am kind to them, it will hold much more signifigance. I don't care if I'm hated, despised or disliked... I'm much beyond that now. You keep your prying eyes to yourself, your hands by your sides and your eyes closed to the world, and you will be much better off. Enough of this flith...



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September 01, 2002 12:41PM

Suicide Machines
  • I lived with my Mom
  • I was with Linzie


Yesterday I went to the Suicide Machines concertwith Glasseater and Small Brown Bike and it was just as impressive as the first time I saw Suicide Machines.

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