Below are the 13 most recent journal entries recorded in lukesallywalker's LiveJournal:

Monday, January 31st, 2005
1:23 pm	another one bites the dust You know how the stereotype of the people who use these online journal things is "angsty teenager, most likely female, who only writes about her traumas"? Well, I must be an angsty female teenager, because I'm about to vent here. What was I thinking?!?!? Boys so aren't worth the trouble. I try and try to figure him out and I don't get anywhere. So now, because I finally decided that I don't want to deal with his psychotic bipolarism, he's mad and not speaking to me. I can't win! Either I put up with his whiney-ass childishness, or I'm the bad guy because I challenge him to get over himself. So now what? And he won't tell me if he wants to stay together or not; oh no, he doesn't want to be the bad guy. So I get to be the bad guy on all accounts! Well, fine then...if he wants me to be mean, I'll be mean. Two can play this game... Current Mood: angry Current Music: none--too pissed off to care (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 27th, 2005
4:27 pm	Where's the Alcohol? Ho-kay, so...I haven't written for months. That's nice. I've been too busy trying to sort out my life. Sometimes I think it would be a good idea to disappear for a few years and then start to live again. You know how they can wipe a computer's memory clean? They should do that to me. Here's the drama: There's the boyfriend of almost 1 year, 2 months, but we fight all the time. There's the related who despise the boyfriend. And now, out of nowhere, there's the much desired boy from the past who is just as attractive as ever. So what's next? Does she reconcile the fight and make certain people unhappy, or does she tell the boyfriend good-bye? And if she says good-bye, does she fall off the face of the earth for awhile, or does she get to know the boy from the past better, thus making her roommate happy? Stay tuned for the next installment of "Drama in the Dorms". In the meantime, hand me the bottle of tequila; my brain needs to take a rest. Current Mood: frustrated Current Music: Dave Matthews--The Space Between (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 15th, 2004
9:33 pm	well, phooey MJ Watson summed it all up in Spiderman 2: "don't disappoint me again." I don't know what it is about these past couple weeks, but I feel like a certain person keeps disappointing me. Maybe I'm just being to sensitive, but my gut feeling is that I'm not. I can't say too much about it here, so if you have any ideas on what my problem could be, let me know....or if you want to know the whole story, ask me individually. Current Mood: confused Current Music: The Calling--For You (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, November 6th, 2004
7:44 pm	anniversaries I missed it....my two year anniversary with my driver's licence passed me by because I was busy riding the bus in SLO. Woe is me! But not really. Ya know why? Because I get free bus service, that's why. I don't have to pay to park on campus, I don't have to pay for gas, and I don't have to pay bus fare. Of course that means it's a little hard to get groceries and such. I feel silly dragging bread, frozen chicken nuggets and Albertson's max cola from to store to the bus stop and then all through the campus. It's also hard to just pack up and go to the parents' house for a weekend. It becomes such an ordeal..."What time should we pick you up?" "What took you so long to get here?" *silence for 3 hours on the way to SJ* I guess the way to go is to stay in SLO and find someone else who has a car to take you out to get groceries. That way you still don't have to pay for parking or gas and you also don't have to drag 10 bags of food all the way across campus. Hehehe...that's why boyfriends are so handy: they want to take care of you and get kisses in return, so they drive you everywhere (including crazy!). But I'm not really just using my boy; I just like to tease him about it. And since I started with an anniversary note, I'll end with another: Hey Williams! Happy 11 months. I love you. Current Mood: indescribable Current Music: none (oh shoot, hell just froze over!) (Comment on this)
Thursday, October 21st, 2004
4:21 pm	puddles: the source of my misery So I did something rather different this year. I bought rain boots. They're perfectly practical for sloshing across campus in the rain and for puddle stomping anywhere in SLO. My rain boots are bright screaming pink too! Nobody will have trouble finding me. But here is my problem: it rained the other day. No big deal, right? I mean, come on, I have rain boots! But when I left for class it was only dark outside; it was POURING when class was over. And my class was in the building farthest from my apartment, which means I went sloshing home without any raingear on. Well, at least I got two things accomplished on my walk home: I got my shower taken care of and I didn't have to do laundry! Current Mood: amused Current Music: spymob: "it gets me goin' " (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 29th, 2004
12:04 pm	So I sit here at 12:04 pm by my clock drinking almost cold coffee. What could be better? Oh, maybe if my quite wonderful boyfriend would at least try to understand females. He thinks he has us all figured out, but in reality, he's very very wrong. Ohk boys, want to know what goes on in a girl's head (or at least mine) when she picks out clothes for the day? Read this: First off, if the girl is normal, she dresses for comfort and what she likes to wear. There's none of this "dress to get laid" crap that you think goes on. If she wears make-up and jewelry or skirts/dresses, it's because THAT'S WHAT GIRLS DO!!! Again, not the "dress to get laid" idea. As far as pants go, if other girls are built the way I am, there's no good way to buy pants. If you want the legs to fit (not skin tight), the waist/butt area will be absolutely huge; if you want the waist to fit, the legs will be tight. So either the pants fall off, or they stay on a little too well. Get over it or design better pants for us. As far as sweaters go...I have two things to say. 1) sweaters cling. Don't believe me? You buy a sweater and tell me it doesn't cling. 2) sweaters are always classy. Need I say more? Girls, if guys give you crap about what you wear, let them know why they're being stupid. Guys, if you have any questions, let me know. Or you can send criticisms too. I don't care Current Mood: frustrated Current Music: Maroon 5 (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, August 27th, 2004
5:19 pm	food I think I've figured out why people like fast food so much. First of all, it's fast. There's none of this waiting for hours for food to cook. And you don't have to spend much time if any at all planning a meal. It's also not healthy. I don't know about you, but I get tired of eating a lot of health foods. Please, I work in a vegetarian restaurant. I get plenty of health food. Speaking of food...what's with this low-carb fad? That's quite possibly the worst diet idea I've ever heard. If these people remember, carbs make up the base of the food pyramid; you're supposed to eat a lot of carbs! It would be better to eliminate fats and oils, but no, these people are bent on eating a dessert only diet. Word of caution: you keep eating like that, yes, you will still be FAT!!! You will always have "just five more pounds" to lose because you eat the "sinfully delicious" junk food items instead of the healthful stuff. (You know, they call them "sinfully delicious" for a reason...) Or here's another idea: eat whatever the heck you want but in small quantities. Nah, Americans don't know what moderation is... Current Mood: amused (Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 25th, 2004
3:40 pm	My family I don't know how humans got to be picked as the smartest of the animal world. Seems to me they're just as dumb as any other animal. Sure, there's the whole survival of the fittest thing, but what happens when you're supposed to be looking out for the unfit? Oh yeah, they're not supposed to survive. What a load of baloney! Humans are just as lazy as the next animal over, in fact, I would say even lazier. I'm writing in regards to a post made by hallrat, concerning the care of her grandpa. I would expect something like that to happen outside the family, but on the inside? Great. Next time there's a "family event" leave me out; I might be the next to be abandoned. Oh wait, that already happened to me... Anyone remember taking the bus to school? I used to take the bus to my middle school, which was about 45 min. from home. Well, I wake up one morning and bump into a policeman, who scares the living daylights out of me because I'm still in my pajamas and he's some strange guy IN MY HOUSE! So I finally figure out that we were burgled in the middle of the night. I go to school, everything is fine, I get on the bus to come home. So I'm standing there at my bus stop, which is a half hour walk from home, real easy drive, but I'm 11 and can't drive and have no car anyways. So I'm standing there for a little bit, all my friends are getting into their parents' cars and going home. My parents don't show up. I call my mom's cell phone, but then I remember: some idiot burgled that last night. So I wait at the bus stop...I go inside the pizza place right there and ask if I can call my house. Nobody answers, so I go back outside and watch my car drive right past the stop!!! My parents drove right past my bus stop and didnt stop. I guess maybe I was just at the bus; there was no stopping involved. Two hours later, my mom shows up and says, "Oops, I guess I forgot to pick you up." She forgot?!?!? Next time I'm asking for a house key and I'm walking home. Except there never will be a next time. Ah, the glory of not living at home anymore... (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 18th, 2004
7:17 pm	Sick Man!....or Woman... Oh man, I hate it when I get sick. My head feels like it's way too big for me. You know, like those green alien things from the nineties. And then everything is fuzzy. And I can't breathe. It makes the most awful noise when I have to really try to breathe and I'm in the middle of class and my nose makes that snurfling sound that makes everyone turn around and look. It's a good thing I don't have my nose pierced. Imagine being sick with a pierced nose. "Oh no, I have to sneeze. I hope that guy over there doesn't notice that I shot snot out of the extra hole. And now I have to clean all the goo off the ring (stud?)." Or what about those really loud sneezes in rooms that echo. Sometimes I like to sneeze in the bathroom, just so I can hear it bounce off the walls. But sometimes my roommate looks at me like I'm crazy, so I smile and say, "I had to sneeze." Short. Sweet. Simple. Current Mood: sick (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 10th, 2004
8:20 pm	I know something you don't know... Secrets...We all have them. Some people know other people's secrets, but some secrets really are secrets. So why are some secrets more secret than others? And why is everyone curious to find out what other people keep secret? I've found, more than once, that it's better to not know anyone else's secrets; you find out much more than you want to know. And if you find out a secret feeling someone has toward you, it's usually no good. I mean, what if you found out that the one guy you have your heart set on being with forever secretly has no respect for you after some months of dating? Or what if you find out that your mother secretly favors one of your siblings over the rest of you kids? So next time someone says, "I know something you don't know!", just let them be the one to know the nasty secret; Let them be plagued by all the depression and bitter feelings all by their lonesome! (2 Comments |Comment on this)
4:18 pm	Hahaha! Work is good, especially when the other people there ask me to cover their shifts for them. And for anyone who wanted to know...never go to the emergency room; it's too expensive for college students (such as myself). (Comment on this)
Monday, August 9th, 2004
4:07 pm	regarding people who drive on the freeways.... See that little car ahead of you? You know, that one that's going the speed limit. I've got a brilliant idea: Let's speed up to 80 mph and drive through it! We'll just pretend that it's not there and we'll drive as fast as we possibly can. I wonder what it's like to wear a car....I guess I'll just have to find out. Ready....GO!!! some people are so stupid. (Comment on this)
Saturday, August 7th, 2004
6:23 pm	an opening few words So I finally jumped on the bandwagon and got one of these journal thingies. Isn't that great? Ohk, yeah, I'm done. Anyhowsen, I was wondering...Has anyone else noticed that people with the same name often act similarly? Why is that? Do the parents think to themselves, "hmm, I think we'd like someone with dual personalities. Let's name the girl Ashley!"? I just don't understand. That's it for now. Check for updates on occasion. --Sarah-- (Comment on this)