i just want everyone to see the time.
its 5am. FIVE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING. i started a phone conversation around 12:45. its now 5. it just ended.
god bless a ridiculous amount of nighttime minutes.

when does school start gahhhh?

i'm so bored. so so so bored. today i babysat till 3. then i swam, took a nap, wrote some more college essay.

i dont think i want to go to college next year. it seems stupid to pay so much money when i have no fucking idea what i want to do--at all. it seems if i took a year off and lived in israel, it would give me ( Read more... )

i miss camp ( Read more... )

second session. ohhh second session ( Read more... )

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wowwww.
modest mouse-the moon and antarctica. wowww. amazing. fabulous. tremendous. superb.
i absolutely love every song.

yes, i realize i'm about 5 years behind. i know this. its sad.
but better late than never, right?

i'm in love.

"the universe is shaped exactly like the earth. if you go straight long enough you'll end up where you were."

i had the most relaxing evening ever.
it was magnificent. and needed. and perfect, too.

window seat rule: that was smooth
i'm in such a delightful mood.

Invoking this phrase ["pc"] somehow lends a veneer of heroism to even the most un-heroic of expressions. Say, “Maybe this is un-PC, but the problem with this country is too many immigrants,” and your listeners will applaud your courage. The irony is that being “un-PC” is itself merely the politically correct term for what, in more honest times, was ( Read more... )

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