oh god i was just skimming through old entries in my xanga and man....was i a weirdo or what? whats with the theatrics? the incoherent monologues? just....trying to hard it seems like.

im glad i stopped smoking weed. glad i dont write in this shit anymore. peace out.

check out my 21st birthday present:

his name's disco. he's a yorkie. 2 pounds. urinates everywhere.

sounds like a party to me.

oh shitty.