People are so fucking predictable that it makes me laugh. A lot. The end.

Ahhhh, enough LiveJournal for now, I'm getting sick of it (which usually means I'll be on here again in 3 days).

( picture phone-riffic! )

I really want to go back to Barcelona. I want to see everything there designed by Gaudi, and spend a whole day just taking pictures of the Sagrada de la familia.

mumble mumble something about feeling tired and bored (except for tonight) mumble mumble something about feeling homesick mumble mumble something about being a stupid girl mumble mumble something about being really, truly happy anyway.

Oh yeah, and surprise, Audioscrobbler is actually working again...

Fuck every thing/one that's been pissing me off.. BEN GIBBARD REMEMBERED ME (again) !

Yes, I = nerd, but if you don't know that by now, you have some serious issues.

Goooooood-night, New York!

I apologize for the whiny entries and the taking up space on your friends' pages. I'm getting out of your hair for awhile.

Also, I owe Keenan and Rina, because if it wasn't for their comp, I wouldn't have heard the Reputation, who I am now totally into, and whose new CD I discovered in the Airwave box today.

Last Thursday = Aeschylus
Last Weekend = Macrock
Last Night = Death Cab
Today = Death Cab / Death Cab Interview
Tomorrow = Death Cab

I am so happy I could faint.

File me away in your heart someday / You just be you / I'll be me ok

So, I was going to write this long mediocre entry about how Friday was shitty, but yesterday was awesome, and about how I hate certain guitarists of certain bands who hate me for no certain reason, and about how I should try harder at school and about how I should try harder at a lot of things, and how I'm so predictable, and yadda yadda yadda... ( Read more... )

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