It's a lovely day for dreaming

Sun, 29 Mar 2009 16:15:56 GMT

Real life sucks.
Can I go back to margaritas and pina coladas, please?
Jamaica was amazing, finally catching up on everything I need to do.
You should see the mountain of laundry I made. Bahaha.
Pics coming soon.

Mon, 16 Mar 2009 02:36:46 GMT

I leave for Jamaica on Wednesday.
We leave for D-town Tuesday night.
Pictures when I come back.

Oh my god I cannot wait.

Win . . . epic fucking win.

Thu, 26 Feb 2009 01:28:33 GMT

I just spent the past three days of my life
with some of the most amazing people on this planet.
My life is full of win.

Framing Hanley - March 5th
Drumline - March 11th
Jamaica - March 18th-25th

Fucking Epic.

"That fucker wouldn't let me ride the fucking rhino!"
-Kelly

Pimpin

Mon, 02 Feb 2009 00:48:48 GMT

February 23-25 I will be at Kalahari with some awesome fucking people.
March 5th I will be at the Machine Shop for an awesome show with Framing Hanley.
And march 18-25 I will be in Negril, Jamaica with my amazing family.

Live doesn't get much better than this.

Oh, and I should be hearing back from State within the next 4 weeks.
Keep your fingers crossed!!

Thu, 29 Jan 2009 22:16:22 GMT

I REALLY don't feel well. At all.
I want to curl up in a ball in my bed and just sleep the next three days away.
Lord knows I could use it.

fjdkaslgheiawefthwia;ghdkafjdias.
That's all.

How are you, my friends? It's been awhile since i've talked to many of you.

Indifference

Tue, 27 Jan 2009 22:13:20 GMT

I'm starting to not give a fuck.
Apathy, apathy, apathy.
Bahaha.

This post is absolutely pointless, FYI.
Random and pointless, like the 5 year old piece of gum stuck to the bottom of this table.
Ignorant people; they make garbage recepticals for that kind of thing, you know.

I get to see Tybaby tomorrow.
Jamaica in 48 days.
There's a really cute boy sitting across from me right now, with a not so cute girl to his right. Pity.
Out with Sam and her gang on Friday, perhaps? Ya no se.

I really don't think I can sit through two hours of Art History tonight.
I would prefer to be listening to Dir en Grey
and laying in my bed.
Should I stay or should I go?

My eyes hurt; I think I scraped the inside of my eyelid the other day. Don't know how.
It arbitrarily starts watering, copiously, like i'm crying out of one eye (like right now).
Makes driving an ever bigger bitch when you're trying to pay attention and your eyes are trying to shut because they hurt.

Sun, 18 Jan 2009 22:26:47 GMT

On March 18th, this is where i'll be.
<3

Judgment

Fri, 16 Jan 2009 04:16:04 GMT

Just because you have been on this Earth for a total of, MAYBE, 5 years more than I have, does NOT give you the right to think that you are all knowing in your superior age.

Au Contraire.

I have seen things that would make your skin crawl.
I have done the work of an adult at the age of a child.
I know what squalor and poverty are, i've experienced them.
I have seen death and suffering.
I have lost everything that was once dear to me, and picked myself up again.
Countless times.

So don't you dare, for even one fucking second, think that you can pass judgment on me based on ten minute intervals of superficial conversation. Don't you dare think that I know nothing of the ways of the world, that I am ignorant to everything but my hopes and dreams and what mommy and daddy hand me on a platinum platter. Especially when it's your eyes that remain closed to the things you do not want to see.

Your ignorance and unwillingness to see beyond the surface are enough to make me cringe.

Tue, 30 Dec 2008 16:06:06 GMT

Payed off my trip to Jamaica
Bought my Framing Hanley ticket
Got the 10th off
Go back to school on the 13th
Up north for New Years
Ballin like a pro

March 18th can't get here fast enough

On top of the world!

Mon, 22 Dec 2008 04:40:52 GMT

Beautiful
Absolutely Beautiful

6 years gone.

Mon, 15 Dec 2008 03:35:29 GMT

6 years gone, and it still isn't any easier.
I've tried to let you go.
To forgive you for all you did;
and even what you didn't.
But the facts remain,

and I miss you terribly.

So many unanswered questions,
so many unsaid words.

There's a gaping hole in my heart,
and it's gradually gotten smaller.
But it still hurts;
That dull throbbing ache.
Will it ever cease?

Tue, 09 Dec 2008 17:57:59 GMT

I should come with a warning label that reads:

WARNING!
Incredibly Irate,
Bitchy, and otherwise
willing to tear you a
new asshole.

I cannot wait for finals to be over so that I can have some semblance of a life again.
March cannot get here fast enough.
Roomie is coming in ELEVEN DAYS (aka my aunt) ((can't wait!!))
And here is a list of the HW I have to do by tomorrow.
(please note that this is not, in fact, due to procrastination)
((And please note that the above is a terrible, terrible lie.))

5-10 page research paper
Compare/Contrast paper
Econ study guides
Econ HW papers

Oh how sweet the 17th of December will be.
How are you all? I haven't talked to you in ages, my friends.

Thu, 20 Nov 2008 05:54:57 GMT

My lips hurt real bad!

Relient K

Mon, 03 Nov 2008 01:46:18 GMT

Hey taxi! Take me straight to the heart of it.
The nucelus of politics, where somebody
Somebody started it.
And they taxed me, with a scalpel piece by piece
and they cut me deep and bled me dry
till there was nothing left to bleed.

Just keep driving leave his defeat miles behind me.
So far back i'd have to rack my mind to just remind me.
I keep trying to pick myself back up and then move on
and to think about what live i'll have when this fragile one is gone

Mon, 27 Oct 2008 21:21:36 GMT

My hair is probably the coolest color on the planet right now. Hahaha.

YAY MAGENTA!

Boys are stupid, no me gusta. Ugh.
If you take offense to this, well, too bad. It's just my opinion, we are all entitled to them. ^_^

Hope you're having a better day than the one i'm having. Let me tell you. Ha.

Tue, 21 Oct 2008 15:48:09 GMT

Oh Boy.
I've got it bad.
&hearts;

Tue, 14 Oct 2008 06:03:49 GMT

Oh, this is so irrational.
It doesn't make sense!

Wed, 08 Oct 2008 18:38:56 GMT

sitting in spanish.
text me doooods.

EDIT: So i'm sitting in the writing center, and there's this kid at the end of my table listening to his iPod. You'd think when people are on the computer you would make sure your music is turned down low enough so noone can hear it. No, not this Joe. I'm currently listening to his super awesome selection of "I'm a wannabe gangsta thug" It's quite humorous.

It's lame. It's all lame.

Minus the fact that super awesome boys from my business class randomly pop up out of nowhere. Cute ones. SCORE!

Sat, 04 Oct 2008 14:36:46 GMT

I just . . . I don't even know.
Can someone please tell me
it will be okay?

Fri, 03 Oct 2008 00:49:35 GMT

Can't things ever be easy?

Shady Flakes.

Wed, 01 Oct 2008 04:26:48 GMT

Grow some balls.
Seriously.

Revelations.

Sun, 28 Sep 2008 23:08:55 GMT

The things that one holds on to, to some degree anyway, amuse me. Take, for example, something that happened almost five years ago with someone who you never really gave a second thought to. Now, what in world would possibly make you think to reevaluate your actions from so long ago? I myself cannot find the answer to that. Just a passing fancy, a spark of intelligence perhaps, or a smell to remind you of a wrong you committed, albeit unthinkingly and without purpose, years before.

Someone once did something for me that was so uncharacteristic of most 16 year olds, that I took it completely for granted. To the point where I did not once, thank them for taking the time to do what they did for me. Until yesterday. I cannot for the life of me remember what it was that made me think of that person, but it happened a few months ago, and the full force of my actions hit me so hard I was utterly astounded and left speechless. For those of you who know me, I am not one to be rendered speechless, especially not by my own actions. I still cannot believe that I was such an ass, even if it was done without purpose. For me to be so selfish and ungrateful, and to not realize it for years after. . . well . . . let's just say it was a rude awakening.

Oh sweet reality, how you love to play with me.

Over the years I have stopped questioning why I am not this, or why I do not have that. Instead I have begun the process of changing the things that I do not find to be to my liking. I have learned so many lessons, so many truths about life and people and myself, that I cannot even begin to describe the impact they have made upon me. I can, however, show it.

I've been looking at myself from many different angles. Learning my strengths, my weaknesses, my faults. I've only just started piecing them together. I've only just come to terms with the fact that self discovery is a life long process; that the decisions we make now effect our biggest plans later. It is such a breathtaking experience.

There are so many questions that hold no answers. So many thoughts with circuitous actions.

This steady beating will match the cadence of my footfalls,
These inhalations will form the melody of my existence.
Sounds will burst forth from shapely lips,
And words will flow like water from this tongue;
Tasting, Touching, Learning.
A journey so profound it leaves you breathless.

Wed, 24 Sep 2008 04:17:52 GMT

Need. More. ~~Time~~ Sleep!
10 hours in the past 72.
Crash and Burn baby,
Crash and Burn.

Estimated time before system failure:
T-minus 12 hours.

It's 12:15 a.m.
I'm still doing homework
Fuck.

Mon, 22 Sep 2008 19:46:03 GMT

I'm sitting on the computer in the library at school. Totally thrown. I hate normal keyboards. I have no idea how I worked with them before. It is as if there is an alien beneath my fingers, right now, as I type this. Entirely foreign.

I want my laptop. And/or a good book . . . like the one waiting for me at home right now. Boo.

Oh! We got another dog! Her name is Dakota and she is a German Short Hair Pointer, 6 weeks old. She's so beautiful! But a great big pain the toosh. I've figured out why I don't want kids, and it's because all of my maternal instincts are for puppies and raising them. In short, dogs ARE my kids. Therefore, I will not be repopulating the Earth. Sorry guys! Hahahahahaha.

MMMyes, this entry is entirely pointless. I am going to go eat a lil sumn-sumn so I can survive these next 5 hours of class.

Adios Muchachos!

EDIT: I just wanted to point out that these keyboards are CRAWLING with germs and microscopic life forms. grossgrossgrossgrossgross! I will probably scrub my hands raw after this. fdsafjdsak;.

Fri, 19 Sep 2008 03:43:18 GMT

I am listening to Meshuggah.
They make me happy.

I'm drowning in this.
A raging flood of questions that holds no answers.
Broken limbs and tattered clothing,
Shiny heels and MAC makeup,
Contradictions make up my core.
Similies form like rain falling in a storm,
A metaphor of my inner sanctum.