i am so bored. and sick. but more bored than sick. i think.

ok so i took one step in trying to get my masters. i've emailed the head of the counseling department at lehman college (ick, i know...but it's cheap)

now i'm just waiting away.

woo.

god i have nothing to talk about again. goodbye.

i know you've all been waiting for me to post ( Read more... )

i wrote a whole long entry before (that got erased...pooooop) about which job to keep when i go get my masters: school or sound ( Read more... )

me thinks i'm gonna need an isabella fiore handbag. new collection soon woo!! her bags lately have awesome tattoo flash type of stuff on them.

sweet.

god did today end up sucking big dick.

i ran the sound tonight at wild spirits and it was horrible. i couldn't fix it at all. granted it wasn't completely my fault, but i'm definitely blaming myself.

a fucking cymbal got stolen too.

and it was just an aggravating night :(

i feel like puking, like you have no idea. it was that bad.

ARGH!

oh god the clothes that the fashion designer brought are UGLY. they are for black people. which is fine...except i'm unfortunately NOT BLACK. so i got this torn up jean skirt with fucking NEON green hanging down from it like the skirt exploded and is oozing toxic waste. i was like if the fabric was anything but lime green it would be fine....but ( Read more... )

yay valentine's day....woo ( Read more... )

word. so i made a new journal cause i was bored with all the shit in the old one. maybe i'll actually update this one.

i'll write more after i customize......woooooo....