I overanalyze almost everything because i feel like i can. so i do. and it stresses me out and makes me a raving lunitic.
my favorite color is orange; it has been much longer then when it was cool and trendy to wear orange. i used to like green, but i got over it. thankfully. no offense to you green lovers, it just wasn't fer me.
i love my friends, and much of my family. without them i do not believe i would be here today. you all know who you are and if you do not feel like this applies to you, it probabably doesn't. sorry.
i also love a specific boy. isn't that special?
i rather enjoy music. it makes me smile although i cannot make it in anyway. i just listen and absorb and smile.
jim morrison will never die
my hair used to be pink, until i got in some trouble. then my mom decided that the pink hair had influenced me to do wrong. she was incorrect. yet, sadly enough, i now have dull hair. *actually, since then, i have had pink hair again, and that was fun, and i've also had black and blue hair, that too, was enjoyable.*
but now, my hair is dull again. kind of a red color. nothing special. i do not enjoy this.
if you want to know what i look like, you'd best hope i like you b/c otherwise you will remain in the dark.
lately, the future scares me. maybe its because i need to get the fuck out of new hampshire.
oh, i live in new hampshire.
i am leaving new hampshire this august. burlington, VT, here i come. yay, college. oh, i'm going to college next year. UVM. woo hoo.
it is november. i have been to uvm, and it is nice. fabulous even. scarily enough, i still miss new hampshire anyway. i believe it to be a curse.
i confuse easily, and tend to pass this confusion on to others that talk to me. if this scares you, please, run now.
even though i am often bitter, it isn't anything against you. unless i tell you. i'm not the type of person to keep my anger back. trust me, dont test me. you may cry.
soccer makes me happy. oringina makes me happy. glowy stuff makes me happy. the word "rad" makes me happy. john travolta makes me happy. night time makes me happy. candles make me happy. summer makes me happy. poetry makes me happy. andy makes me happy. college makes me happy. sometimes, i even make me happy.
ignorance makes me mad. but you can read about all that pisses me off on another page when i get around to making it.
well, good day, night, afternoon, morning or evening. i hope it is groovy and special in some kind of way. tah.
last updated 22 nov. 2000.
