College makes me sick of Sublime.

Auto response from Scato13: watching laguna beach for thumper

Awesome. My influence is taking hold.

"Hiccups: what's the point of them? What purpose do they serve?"
~ Girl walking past my room

I tried really hard to get Macgyver as my ringtone, but it failed because apparently Verizon isn't cool enough to get good things.

I want to cry.

Degree Navigator is such a worthless piece of shit. Fine, don't register me for a class I'm already in. I don't give a fuck. I hate technology.

I'm trying to figure out how someone who can get into college lacks the thinking skills to realize that walking backwards downstairs in a crowd while talking to friends might not be the best idea.

DAMNIT, BARBIE, THE KEY TO SUCCESS IS WALKING FORWARD.

I hate bad dreams.

I like Mondays because I only have three classes, and none of them are really that bad (music tech, sightsinging, calc 2).

I really fucked up my finger. And I think I'm going to start playing piano again. And looking at my homework makes me realize what a dumb class music tech is.

It appears that my tendonitis is back. So I have to start going to PT sessions again. Fabulous ( Read more... )

I can't believe I'm about to go to a party at Gordon Stout's house. My life is awesome.

Highlight of the day:

Random guy outside my window: "HEY DOES ANYONE WANT TO FUCK ME?!"
Me, screaming out window: "NO"
Random guy: "hahahahahaha fair enough"