New = isab0t

It feels so weird, you know? I hate having nothing to look forward to. I always have something to look forward to. Art History and creeping on that boy, or English class with Greg and the Bargenator, or work with Sheldon and Steve and Brianna, or fun around town, or adventures, or buying presents for people, or something, you know? I don't even ( Read more... )

Fuck. I am fucking screwed. Art History. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. The essays will kill me. I just wish we knew which two she was picking. It would make this studying so much fucking easier. I hope she picks Parthenon/Pantheon, or San Vitale/Charlemagne and Achilles/Augustus or Virgin and Child/Gero crucifix ( Read more... )

When I make a new friend, I talk a lot to make up for lost time.

My dad has the good deck. I'm making tapes at his house, even though I'm really excited already to make them. I'll have to tell Steve/Brianna that I'll give them theirs when I get back. I guess I need type 2, because they sound better. I didn't know that, so I'll have to search a bit. The Sony ones I got are type 1 ( Read more... )

I had a long entry, but Safari blew up.

Getting kicked out of school seems a very real possiblity right now. How could I have been so stupid?

Sometimes I think writing loveletters is an amazing ability that would make me a better person.

But then I just think I'd like to write loveletters.

List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your Livejournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to ( Read more... )

The Keys to Your Heart
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