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"Let no man fear to die, we love to sleep all, and death is but the sounder sleep"
-Francis Beaumont
my drama class was painting and the entire floor was covered in newspaper. this little scrap was the only thing left behind. i dunno, i thought it was pretty cool.
i'm fairly sure there's only 18 more days or so of school days left. whoooo.

april showers bring may flowers and how true it is. things seem to be getting greener by the day but if it could only rain just at night. instead of be pissing down whenever i step outside and clear up minutes after i'm inside. i've cursed mother nature before, but never like this. summer is coming and rain is making it so hard to enjoy.

someone burnt in the stairwell right beside my class, and coincidently quite a few people in my class had burnt about 20 minutes before. i can't think of any reasons why the supply teacher called the principal.

coffeehouse tryouts were alright. my capo conviniently shot off with a pwang during the middle of the tryouts. it's cool though, i'm feeling good about it.
school seems to be piling up and is about to overwhelm me, but i'm feeling good about it. music 24/7 helps. girls...well lets not get into that right now.
word.

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enough is enough and leaf turning is in action. turn the pages and end the chapter to open up to the new world ahead of me. so much wieght on my shoulders but i just need to get it off my chest. just melt and slide, go with it and don't ask questions. i am exploding and covering all new types of ground i never could've imagined and now i get the ( Read more... )

god damn i need to go to Bonnaroo!
here's the lineup of the big ticket bands:
dave matthews band
jack johnson
modest mouse
xavier rudd
the allman brothers band
bela felck and the flecktones
the mars volta
jurassic 5
my morning jacket
de la soul
iron and wine
rilo kiley
plus like 15 other bands

how do i approach my parents about this one....

i am a doormat.

i listen and i listen and i give and i give. when i break the habit and be myself i get slapped in the fucking face.

i am a crutch.

i am your second choice. i am there when you need me and as soon as i'm done with i'm gone. no wonder you keep forgetting to call.

things aren't nearly hard enough.