disclaimer: this is the life and times of meredith r. mistletoe. i'm making a slight attempt to disguise my identity and hide things that i write about and pretend i don't feel things i do. but if you read this and i don't know you read it, then you read it at your own risk. and you should let me know you're reading it... especially because a lot of the time things need clarifying or aren't quite true anymore or etc etc etc.
note: potential employers: please do not judge me on my diaryland. that's lame.
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2003.01.02 8:09 a.m.
i have learned that nothing is as pressing, as the one who's pressing would like you to believe.
seems like the three hours i had of sleep last night was a perfect amount. that's not even sarcasm. i should start napping more all afternoons. probably about 3 today i'll be sooo tired. until then - party.
and by party i mean work. ugly ugly work.
though these days i strongly believe that love is an illusion that varies from and for each person.....i really love some people. in certain moments. and i really love certain situations.
i really love being young.
well......not always really.
but today.
previously - and then
*oh random entry*
all the diarylands. - 2008.02.21
I move my head. - 2008.01.27
read the other one. - 2008.01.21
was Medium? - 2008-01-17
Or maybe I won't. - 2008.01.15
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