My mind wanders away. Sometimes I feel like I'm only half here. This leads me into trouble being only half conscious of my actions and words.

I don't want to be here. And I certainly don't want to be there. Being in this place makes me feel a mess. It's exhausting and monotonous. I feel stale.

I'm just killing time 'til the next big thing.

Every now and then I am completely astounded by how inconsiderate and irresponsible people can be. And then what just adds to my disappointment is how defensive and nonchalant they are about all of it when you approach them later. Awesome. I fuckin love people. /rant

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Leave a comment and I will
a) tell you why I friended you,
b) associate you with something - fandom, a song, a colour, a photo, etc.,
c) tell you something I like about you,
d) tell you a memory I have of you,
e) ask something I've always wanted to know about you,
f) tell you my favorite user pic of yours,
g) in return, you must post this in your

I can always just cycle my cares away!

heeeaven is a place a place where nothing nothing ever haaappens
it's hard to imagine that nothing at all
could be so exciting, could be so much fun

ohh heaaaven heaven is a place, a place where nothing nothing ever happens

Writing letters to the head of financial aid helps.

I think living in Brooklyn will really give my rap career that boost it needs...

I need to...

-Get a job
-Clean my room
-Sort out old clothes
-Finish my Senior Project
-Find a new bank
-Get around to Alligator Ink

There is a furry companion who has just joined me. Time to go research banks! barf

Beginning in August, I will be calling Brooklyn home.

My guidance counselor FRUSTRATING ( Read more... )