The Closet

The world is against me today. I'm sure of it. I don't have the time for this crap. I woke up late. I should've been up hours ago, to go to my godmother's, 'cause I have to pick up my check later. And I've had to make a bajillion phone calls. Still have one more, too. And Deadjournal refuses to work for me. WHY MUST YOU HATE ME SO?! Uuuuuugh! Such a freakin' hassle. I hate those menus: "Press 0 so I can tell you that was a waste. Press 13428524857 for crap you don't need. Stay on the line so t… Continue

A piece written by me, inspired by and dedicated to friends who have gone down or are on the road of self-injury. To anyone, whether you know me or not, who is on, has ever been or will ever be on that road. This is for you. And, as with all my writing, dare to steal it and I will hunt you down. And gouge your eyes out with a spork. Otherwise, especially with this one, feel free to repost so long as it's with my name. I Write Love By Michelle Muñoz… Continue

That, by the way, means "small question". Which you are free to not answer or to lie about as you wish. No hard feelings. 'Cause it's kind of personal and with some people, it would upset them one way or another. Just understand, that's not my intent. But here goes. Have you ever done self-injury? And if so, how often? A number, if you don't mind giving one. And if you'd rather not say, well, I've no idea one way or another and it's perfectly okay. Sao

Because I know some of you are concerned (read: curious) as to the outcome, I am still alive and kicking after having told Mom. And no, I'm not in another country. I sat on the coffee table facing her and told her. She was (predictably) pissed about school, basically thinks I made no effort whatsoever, and that I should've gone to Valencia, the community college, despite the fact that I think it's a piece of shit school I'd rather burn down than be forced to attend and deal with their more than… Continue

Two things have become official. The first: I have been "disqualified" from UCF. In other words, they dropped my ass out. Yes, they sent me a letter basically telling me they were kicking me out. How pleasant. -_- I was supposed to have a meeting with this one lady in a week or two, who I apparently should have been seeing since the end of last spring semester, but no one told me this, but there's really no point now, I think. I'll probably just call and cancel on her soon. The second t… Continue