ironhalo

sweet god i love perscription drugs. they work so much better than their illegal counterparts. aterol is SO the way to go. caffine be damned! aterol for every man, woman and chylde!!

i think im gonna get hooked up with some free vicadin... thats gonna rule so much. no worrying about drinking and driving home cuz ill have a stomach full of vicadin

halloween has come and gone, and i cant wait for next year!! i think halloween is my favorite holiday.. everyone has fun and everyones in costumes, its just really a fuckin great time. scandalous behavior is rampant which makes things a lot more fun...

im not sure whats going on in my head right now. so much crap bouncing around, i dont know how to make any sense of it. college. work. friends. family. i cant concentrate on anything anymore, and its really pissing me off, plus its fucking with my college career and threatening my future success. but enough about the shortcomings of my life. things could be...
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Crap. Fuck. fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.

i have so much work to get done and what seems like hours to complete it. i think my heart is gonna explode if i think about it anymore, and my teeth are gonna shatter. they i wake up and feel ok. for a while. i cant wait to graduate...

todays been a good day. i finally figured out what was making me so depressed for the past few weeks... fixed that and im feelin fine. exept then my cars muffler sorta broke and was dragging on the highway. god bless coat hangers. life feels good again...

geez, i havnt written in this journal in ages. figure its overdue to update. skool is owning me. no more time to party hard, but i guess thats good? at least im going for what i enjoy. must do homework.. need aterol. mail me some if ya got any..

I still dont feel right from the partying i did on july 4th. the 5th i expanded my horizons to branch off into pain killers. probably a stupid idea you say? probably indeed. July 6th i was craving codine. probably should be a lot more careful with my indulgances. I wonder if anyone even reads my journal. whatever, the bars are calling once again...

Ever have the week of pure drama hell from everyone around you? I have a newfound hatered for those n00bs that think its cool to ride around on crotch rockets and talk shit. One day you're going to roll into the wrong party and get your rocket smitten by 5 amgry men with crowbars.

Ever party to the point where you fear that your very own sweat will contain enough alcohol? To the point that wen a girlie licks your neck it very well may be the equal of taking a full on shot? I dont think i care enough to be worried about it... although i probably should