I have absolutely no idea what's gotten into me, but this past week I've been bitten by the web bug again. I finally took the time to become acquainted with WordPress, after years of completely rejecting it. After fiddling around with it for the past week, my ass has practically been molded into this chair ( Read more... )

So I decided to make a list of all the celebrities that have made special appearances in my dreams in the past few months. Just ‘cause.

• Christian Bale: Actually, I dreamt about Christian AND Bruce Wayne, if you can believe it. They looked the same, obviously, but were different people. I dreamt that Bruce was in trouble, and so Christian came ( Read more... )

I haven't done shit. Nothing. Wasted my time away doing absolute shit. Part of me doesn't care, part of me is glad, and some other part wants nothing more out of life. And this other, more sensible part of me is in a panic, silently screaming, "FUUUCCCKKKK!!"

Two more days and I have to sink back into reality.

I think I've done just about everything I can on Facebook to delay studying, but I'm starting to feel like I'm pushing the limits of procrastination here. And now I'm writing to imaginary audiences, trying to write down every piece of bullshit philosophy about my life I can think of. Or something to that effect.

The more I think about it, the more ( Read more... )

So I have another reason to want to put my head to sleep and not wake up for a very long time. The Fray is coming here to Chicago on January 9, and I want to fucking go. But apparently the show is SOLD OUT. How the fuck did I not see this coming?! How could I have been so stupid and not keep track of when the tickets would go on sale?! I REALLY AM ( Read more... )

Fucking Macs. I'm never going to get one. You fucking suck! I was working on a paper on a Mac in the computer lab, which is where I'm at right now, when Word unexpectedly froze and I had to "Force Quit" the thing. Fucking piece of shit. All that work gone for nothing. YOU HEAR THAT, STUPID FUCKING COMPUTER?! I wasted 15 minutes typing up good shit ( Read more... )

I fucking hate technology. I hate computer problems that can't be resolved. I hate hardware problems. I hate computers that don't properly notify you of these problems. I hate suggestions you read on tech boards that seem to work for everybody else but you. I hate my laptop, and am perilously close to tossing it out of my 11th floor window ( Read more... )

I want one. I need one. I'm a picture whore, a camera whore - I will admit it. A whore without the means to be one. It's pathetic ( Read more... )

So instead of reading for English or studying for ATMS, I had decided to waste the past hour putting together a shitty little school webpage in an attempt to reteach myself HTML. Not quite sure how to describe the progress, but I am sorely tempted to hit my head against the desk repeatedly because I HAVE A SHITLOAD OF WORK TO GET DONE ( Read more... )

I'm walking without direction, without inspiration.
I run these hills in my worn-out Nike's, only a couple of years old.
Tattered, torn, from running, from wandering.
My 3-year-old iPod, blue and mini, old and broken.
My only friend, my company.

Wandering, walking, trailing along.