one day i'll just sit in my tiny apartment (or maybe slightly larger, with like 4 other roomates) in my tiny bedroom with my tiny corgi and write music with a very soundproofed and cramped instrument space and make next to no money (be poor for all my life) and i'll be the happiest in my life.

hah. yeah....right....

i'm screwing the whole social thing, i'm just going to relax and do just music and AP stuff, nothing much with dating or social life.

crap gets too stressful anyway.
probably shoulda done this wayyyyyyyy earlier...

i.....hate.......those......bulletins......

no worries; i WILL be writing days 2 3 &4 before i forget what happened.

there IS more fucked up with me than i thought.

things prrrrrrrobably won't get better from here.
not that that will actually CHANGE anything, or anything....

is this ever going to end?

i've... made a lot of mistakes tonight.

i' hope you'll forgive me...

because there was so \much to write about in chicago; i'm going to split it into 4 entries for the 4 days.

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( Day 1 )

i posted a survey and BAM three people post it very next thing =P

case you wondering, i do those just to check up on my self for timley increments.

As of 3-22-07:

This Is My Life, RatedLife:

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if you guys are wondering why i don't update (ha) it's cuz nothings new in my life.

went over a lot today, about how i feel inside. interestting

but i realized one thing; yup.

yeah

screw all that last entry

i'm not going anywhere musically, don't get excited

i really wonder why i try sometimes.