Curious how I only get the motivation to write in this time-waster when I'm mopey. Ah well, I suppose composing something is better than nothing, as I fear this journal is otherwise near death. Today, thus, reeked of crap, further proving the lack of point behind this dreadful week -- so close to the end, and yet, nowhere near it, with the ( Read more... )

This weekend is turning out to consist of poetry, math, poetry, history, art, & more poetry. -kills self- Yet, luckily, yesterday, my mom allowed me a quick excursion to el centro comercial, where I finally got a hold of a few of those elusive screamo CD's, all of which failed to appear at Barnes & Noble. My mom couldn't have been angrier, as ( Read more... )

I WANT SO BADLY TO BELIEVE
THAT THERE IS TRUTH & LOVE IS REAL.
& I WANT LIFE IN EVERY WORD
TO THE EXTENT THAT IT'S ABSURD.

My mom, of course, cannot give me the news that she's uploaded our Greece pictures at, say, 6 or 7 at night. Rather, she must toss them at me at 12, after which I am accordingly excited, and I must proceed to upload 22 of them to my Photobucket as soon as possible. That is exactly what I wish to do, after all this midnight effort I've put into ( Read more... )

Once again the victim of LJ-ADD, I, earlier this evening, found myself browsing various layout journals as models for some sort of new look. And, by 9:30, here I am, new and likely to be soon disappointed when this considerably non-different layout shall fail to load on Brandon's computer. Nonetheless, hooray! Eh, it's something to keep my interest ( Read more... )

After much prompting by Brandon and a handsome new color scheme for my ever-present journal, I'm updating, if only to reassure any potential readers that I did, safely and considerably comfortably, return home from the stinking garbage pit that is Athens a full 3 weeks ago. My overall opinion of that spring break excursion has exponentially ( Read more... )

I am frantic in this smoky internet cafe, just bubbling over with leftover energy so that I may write some sort of entry, though I doubt it will live up to any expectations. All is well, at the moment, since I've finally escaped the gross-ass meatloaf creation melded into a dinner by those blobs of hairy-ness that are Greek chefs. The meal, ( Read more... )

Ah, so the time has finally come for Greece, and, alas, I am still running around my house screaming so that we may arrive at the airport on time. OHGAWD!

So, picture? Because I am lame, and, like Brandon, cannot handle technology, I am can't even post my scary self. Someday, though, I promise. Pumbly galore!

EH, GOODBYE ALL. I HOPE TO BE BACK ( Read more... )

Obvious from the fact that it is almost 5 AM & I've finished no homework, I really am in no mood to write. NONETHELESS-- Brandon and I spoke last night, providing us with necessary brilliance to put into action on Tuesday. In addition, it inspired me to snag up a Photobucket account so that I may present the following:

( YOUR FACE LOOKS LIKE CHEEZ WIZ. )

I am, by far, the lamest person on earth to sit in front of my computer, catching myself up on the journals of random stalk-ees, at 5 AM, but I feel the need, now, doing so, to update. With Greece coming up in a few days, I must get back into the grind of writing, so I may have another Prague-quality log of the journey. Even if the whole trip goes ( Read more... )