scratch the aforementioned relationship.

It's summertime, and it's been a while since I've written. Wait, I hate it when entries start with that... who cares if it's been a long time since writing? Certainly not I ( Read more... )

Today marked the last day of classes of the first year of my university career. Today was also the Arts County Fair, which roughly translates to Start Drinking at Noon Day. I quickly realized this when I arrived at school at 2:00 for my 2:44 sightsinging test (yes, I slept through Tutorial and Class Piano; what can I say... the average Thursday) to ( Read more... )

So it's been a while since I've written anything in here. It's been a crazy several months. I have a moment now that it's easter weekend though and I don't have to get up for school tomorrow ( Read more... )

So last night I left work early because I had a head/stomach-ache (most likely stemming from a combination of hangover/lack of breakfast/lack of sleep/stress) which marks the first time I've a Starbucks shift early. I went to bed incredibly early last night though and slept it off. I had a lot of bad dreams in my many hours of sleep though, so now ( Read more... )

So 20 is alright so far. I've been quite nostalgic about the past year and just before midnight last night I was a little saddened to see my teenagerhood wane away. I mean, I know 20 isn't that old (at all), but it's kind of made me aware of the fact that I'm getting older, which wasn't really an issue before. That and I've experienced so much in ( Read more... )

History 101 Essay: The Effect of the Catholic Counter-reformation on Text Declamation in Sacred Music

*shoots self*

So it hits me every once in a while that there are some people who read this as their main source of what's happening in my life. I suppose there's a little bit of guilt that is subsequently incurred, but not very much, I'm sorry. It's not that I don't care that you guys care about me, it's just that it's hard to attend to these things when you're ( Read more... )

So it's now a confirmed fact; I am not a no-strings-attached man ( Read more... )

It's that time of the year, folks. What can I say, I'm a sentimental guy.

January - rang in the new year with Will, asked Will to be my boyfriend, started (and completed) university applications, housesat for my flute teacher, almost had my retinas eaten out by his angry birds, read Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf

Feburary - turned 19, first drunken ( Read more... )