Promises are better left unsaid.

I never update this thing.

My room is kind of small, but soooooooooooo cute.

Your Candy Heart Says "First Kiss"

You're a true romantic who brings an innocent hope to each new relationship. You see the good in every person you date, and you relish each step of falling in love. Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a romantic dinner your sweetie cooks for you Your flirting style: friendly and sweet What turns you off: cynics who don't believe in romance Why you're hot: you always keep the romance alive

Wow. Sometimes these things freak me out. Especially that part about a perfect date.

Here we go. Yankees have Damon, let them have him. I throw better than he does... Come on now. This is my prediction: At the beginning of this season he'll try to show off for Yankee Stadium. He'll try to throw someone out at home from center. Which everybody in the country knows he can't do. He'll, as a result, either throw out his arm, or hurt his shoulder again. And he'll be done. The Yankees will have wasted $52 million. All's well that ends well. Haha. Lets just hope Gabe can come back. He's just as fast as Damon, a great fielder, and has an amazing arm. Just adjust his hitting skills and he'll be golden. It's easier to teach someone how to hit than it is to teach them to throw. That is all. Goodbye.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LINDSEY B. HUGHES!!!! Roxy tonight????

I like never update this thing, I'm going to try and get back into doing that. I mean, I have nothing better to do. After next Monday I have like no more papers to write and I only get homework in one class.

Well, Thanksgiving is coming up and I'm so freakin' pumped! I CANNOT wait!!!!

JOEY!!!!!!! I HAVE TO SEE YOU!!!!!!!!!!

I'm going to a pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving dinner in Amherst on Friday. I'm excited. A lot of free food. And since I can't cook and help out, I'll do the dishes. Eeh, shit happens.

I've been spending a lot of time in Amherst, I feel bad because I'm there almost every weekend, and I'm never here. Oh well, I have fun in Amherst. Things are good. I'm very happy. Things just feel so natural. I like it.

What's this??? Campo really actually happy?? I know, it's craziness. Never thought the day would come. Haha. But it has, I just don't want to fuck it up.

Well I'm off. I have to go to the wonderful library. That place creeps me out. I get a lot of work done, but it's just too quiet. Like, Twilight Zone quiet.

It's not weird that people call college home, but is it weird that I don't?

R.I.P. Camroc. Good times with you my baby. You will be missed.

Lets face it... Most drunk people are funny. But when you see someone drunk for the first time that you met a few days earlier and you don't know what kind of drunk they are, it's a little bit of a let on. So girls, be ware. Always assume that a guy is a flirtatious drunk, even if he's not. Because if you don't, you just get lead on.


That is my advice to you from Westfield State College.

I miss Toughtown.

Is it bad that I'm terrified to leave tomorrow?

Is it bad that it's seriously depressing me? Not like "Oh, I'm depressed to leave." I mean serious depression. Not finding joy in anything.

Is it bad that I don't want to go?

Is it too late to change my mind?

Everybody's leaving. It's sad, and it sucks.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATIE POZERSKI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, so I haven't updated in forever. I'm just saying what's been going on lately.

Well last night I went out with Lisa and Josh to her friend Lani's house where they played Suits, Mushroom, and Beer Pong. I only played beer pong because, as usual, I didn't drink. Josh was my partner and he drank all my beers. I was... pretty bad at it. I only got two in. Josh was very intense, so I promised him that I would get more intense for the next game, but then more people showed up and the fun stopped, so we left. But suits is a FUNNY game.

The night before that I went to Matt's house with Nicole. Cool people were there, fun was had. We played Apples to Apples. Also, a very funny game. It's easy to turn that into a drinking game too. Not a very fun one, but a drinking game none-the-less.

My last day at work was on Friday. I'm very excited about that. Although, I didn't realize how much I'd miss the people there.

Anyways, that's all I really have to say. That, and, I really want someone to go to the Ruckus show with me today. I've never seen them play.

I haven't updated in like forever. Nothing's been going on really, just working. I went with Sean to get his tattoo. The guy was SO SEXY! He was chill too. If I decide to get one, I'm having him do it.

I'm leaving for the Cape tomorrow. I'll be down there for two weeks, so I'll be back the 22nd. If you want to talk to me Monday-Friday call after 9:00. If you want to talk Saturday or Sunday call after 5:00. Let me know if any of you want to visit me for the day. It would be fun. I'm hoping Karen, Lissa, and Nicole come down to visit for the day. ANd I can't wait to hang out with Jenna, Meghan, and hopefully Sarah my second week there. *crosses fingers* Well that's all I have to say before I leave.

ok, the 'Quils have a very weird affect on me. NyQuil will start to kind of burn my stomach a few minutes after I take it, and DayQuil will make me REALLY nauseous like a half hour after I take it. Should I be worried??

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I find that wicked funny.

To all of you that I work with: If you didn't believe me when I called in yesterday saying I couldn't work because my grandfather passed away, then you can all go fuck yourselves. I'm not the type of asshole that would use my grandfather like that. And I am not going to prove to you that it's true. The fact that you even think I would do something like that shows what kind of people you are. Yes, I have called in claiming sick so I could go to softball practice, but lets face it, I've played softball for 11 years, I've worked with you for one. That's not a big deal though, so I faked sick?? Big woop, I've done it in school too. But I would NEVER use a family member like that, especially with something so serious. I know I didn't want to go to work yesterday, all I wanted to do was sleep, but I was going to suck it up and go to work for a few hours because I need the money. I know it might seem a little too "convenient" for you, but I don't give a shit. You are all fucking assholes, and my grandfather would be furious if he knew this was going on. So... I'm not working Monday or Tuesday and you should all be shocked if I don't put my two weeks notice in. You have done a lot of shitty things to me, but this is the last straw.

I'm going to do a typical post-graduation update. Only in list form since it's easier.

Class night was good. Video Yearbook was awesome. Amazing job Evan. I wouldn't've had a better person make it.

Graduation was hot, and good. I thought I would be more sad, but it seemed surreal so it hasn't sunk in yet.

Party All Night Long was awesome. I had so much fun with Lissa. I'm glad we got to hang out, she's been so busy with work. And I finally met Matt.

Senior Prank was perfect. Nothing went wrong, we were all calm and relaxed and no one got out of hand. The teachers and administration loved it. Coach Sullivan came out to talk to us and I asked her if she was proud of us. And she said "Of course I am, the ceremony was beautiful." I just looked at her and said "Not for graduation, for the prank!" She just laughed. Thank you to all the people that stayed and helped clean up, Ms. Dicken's appreciated it. And thank you to everyone that respected the rules about radios and beeping. I know it didn't feel like 5:30 in the morning because we were so awake and it was so light out, but most people were still sleeping, so thank you. And thank you for turning down your radios at 7:30 when school started. It couldn't've gone smoother. Congratulations '05, best prank in 4 years. And congratulations Tom.

Ok, now onto the not so great stuff. While standing around at about 6:15 AM my phone started to vibrate saying I missed one call. So I look who called and it was my house, so I called it back and my mom picked up. She just asked where I was and I explained it to her. And then she told me that my Papa wasn't doing well at all in the hospital and that my dad didn't go to work to go see him. Then she asked me what time I would be home, and I assumed about 7:35-ish, but I stayed to help clean up so I got home close to 8:00. When I got home my mom told me that I had to call into work because Papa died. So I cried, called in, changed my sweaty, gross clothes, then went to my Aunt's house where he lived. I said "Hi" to all my aunt's and uncle's, then we all sat down, had some breakfast and watched tv. Mind you, the day of graduation I was up at 6:00 in the morning and hadn't slept since. So I started to fall asleep on the couch, and my aunt told me to go upstairs and take a nap in her bed, but my allergies were so bad that I couldn't sleep. So we stayed at her house all day while my family went to the funeral home, and we played with Nathan. I finally got home at about 4:30/5:00, and I FINALLY took a nap.

So that's the summary of the past few days for me.

Congratulations '05, I couldn't have asked for better people to spend 13 years of my life with. Now we can all let bygones be bygones and just enjoy our last summer together.

I'm glad that I know how much my other friends love me... I really do. And I'm glad to know that they'll miss me next year. I can't help but feel guilty even though I know I'm not to blame. If you can't notice the sarcasm, then you're a fucking retard and if you're graduating tomorrow... good luck dressing yourself in the morning...

But I really am glad to know who my real friends are. Things took a 180 turn over the summer and the people who truely care about me, stayed with me. And I know I'll miss them and they'll miss me. So that's all that matters to me anymore. I'm not going to waste my time and my last summer before college with people that don't give two shits about me, and I'm just going to stop trying. The people I am going to spend my summer with actually remembered my birthday. Don't bother trying to be friends with me so we "don't forget the memories from the past four years" If we don't have memories yet, I don't think it'll happen in two months. And if you've forgotten the memories from the past years, then don't bother trying to relive or revive them. It's done and over with.

HOCK CHAMPS BITCHES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I hated every minute of that game!! But I do love Meg Noisey!!!