So All The Right Moves by OneRepublic has suddenly become popular like Fireflies did along with Vanilla Twilight, and I'm starting to wonder what other artists I listen to are going to get mega attention. It's kind of weird. Every time I hear the song on the radio, I have to make myself turn it off so it doesn't lose its flair. Songs create images ( Read more... )

 ...another few days where I hope I get a job at the writing center. Please, woman, just get back to me already! It took three months to get a response from her, and now it seems we're heading down that same path. But, I'm going to be confident and say that this will work out no matter how long it takes ( Read more... )

 I think for our honors event, I'm going to don my pinstripe outfit and somehow get my hands on a good fedora. I don't know if I can pull off such a distinguished hat, as the only hats I wear are newsboy hats, but we'll see. I'll either look like a mobster, or like an awkward mobster.
Kinda like how I either look like an art kid or like I'm ( Read more... )

Sometimes you read things that tell you way too much information about a certain experience, and this will be one of those entries. So, if you don't want to hear about migraines, puking in the car, and missing classes, I suggest you stop reading right... here ( Read more... )

 This is one of those things where I just have to type it down because it just makes me crazy, yet I doubt there's anyone else to talk to about it ( Read more... )

...with the melodic sound of my voice, I so would right now.
We would clean my room, give Buffy some exercise and write an improvisational song about the merriment and joy of getting your chores done.

But instead of trying that, I just took a bath and gave myself green mud mask war paint as I soaked.

Anyhow! Aside from my musings about furry ( Read more... )

Ah, dude ( Read more... )

Ye olde LJ... I can't believe I'm actually writing in this thing again. It's weird, because I have a physical journal sitting right in front of me. It's leather, with a broken Oathkeeper necklace sewed on to its cover. That always seemed really ominous to me, to sew on a broken promise to a journal, but I didn't want to get rid of it ( Read more... )

The anonymity of the internet makes people into heartless wretches, Twilight fans being the worst. xD ( Read more... )

Orientation went well, I suppose. Me and Mike stuck together like glue, even making a new friend through it all. Though, I would not recommend going to an orientation on three hours of sleep. It sucks ( Read more... )