Waste of day. That is what we can call this day. I just want to go to bed so I can wake up tomorrow and make it real.

And please, can there be sun? tired of this darkness and i want to take pictures off recent outfits because I need to remember what I looked like when things were like this.

I'll use this again. Use it. Write whatever comes to mind. If you know me in real life you won't be able to read it. Only people far, far away will have the privilege of reading this ( Read more... )

Trying so hard. Tomorrow I'll do my first ever day at my dream job. And I has Battlestar Galactica fraking on all the time.

Can't tell you enough how hard it is cleaning out your apartment. And on the same time try to make some effort into school projects. I have no idea what I'm doing and no inspiration, well I have loads of inspiration, I just don't know where to put it.

So here's the trouble in Dreamland ( Read more... )

I never write here, i wonder why. Only segments. I've got so many "blogs" right now, it's hard to keep count. One for each occasion it seems.

got my list done properly now. And got job for next week. Now I just need to find that other thing...

A couple of days ago my favorite author wrote about a letter I gave her on her blog.

And I come to realize, again, that my love for Patti Smith is bigger than the heart can handle.

So she came on and it didn't get any better. Please people, don't look at that movie unless your drunk/high. It won't be good. Anyways. Been looking at The Last Station for days now, and can't really stop. Now I'm about to screen cap it so I can tell you all how pretty the dresses are. Some are originals I'm told.

Excalibur, made in 1981 - might not be my favourite part of film history? I just keep waiting for Helen. The costumes are HIDEOUS. I'm trying to like them, in an "made in the 80s"way, but I just can't. I'll keep on trying, maybe it will get better once Helen comes ( Read more... )

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