New Home

After a lot of shit I've come to the conclusion that this will be the new home for my journal. I'll get into what that shit consists of, but in the mean time I have to mention this: while privatiz-ing my journal (again, this will make sense later on) I came across a post that was entered on November 22, 2003. The post mentioned on how I knew the name of the guy who I thought was cute as fuck. The name I called the guy Alex, but little did I know his real name is Scott. After that mix-up was settled, I knew I was crushing over a guy who went by the name Scott. I know that my little crush even went earlier than that.

What's my point? There isn't one. It's almost four in the morning. I think my point has something to do how my feelings for Scott have only gotten stronger through out time.

Now to get into the aforementioned shit!

I found out today, and only today, that some of my friends thought I came off as a huge-ass tool on my Livejournal. Apparently my posts have been rubbing them the wrong way for some time. The thing that gets me the most is the fact that they had failed to fucking mention this whenever it started happening. But yeah. I think I've lost a friend over this. I mean, what the fuck. Now I'm pretty self-conscious about anything I write now, fearing I've become this tool that my friends speak of. And because of this I made every single jounral entry from my Livejournal journal private, where only I can read it. All 300+ of them. Up with censoring myselF!!

I love it: More than one person felt this way, and they all discussed this behind my back instead of saying "hey, James, just so you know we think this." I hate when people make me feel inferior, and this is exactly what they're doing.

I'm tired, cranky, and gassy.

I saw Harry Potter today. From the first scene I could tell the difference in style. It was good, but far from anything spectacular. The plot line was choppy as shit, and I hated the fact that you could so blatantly tell Daniel Radcliff was acting.

I'm going to bed before I start sounding like a tool again.