i love it here.

never thought i'd say that.

got to finally hang out with the caribou crowd tonight, and it was highly enjoyable.

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i was cleaning out the attic today, and i found an old, almost-empty bottle of purfume someone once gave me, thrown in the bottom of a box. i sprayed it, and now my room smells like nostalgia, dashboard, and prom pictures.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?

Actually, who are you not to be?

from Akeelah and the Bee. don't laugh. go see it, now. it's cute, i

KRUSH GIRLS= the time of our lives.


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today was not fun, what with the rain and the cold...
and the history paper that I SHOULD BE WRITING,
but instead i just check my e-mail fifty times,
or find other interesting things to do,
such as update my lj.

but, then i came across this
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i guess that it's typical
to cling to memories that you'll never get back again.
and to sort through old photographs
of a summer long ago
or a friend that you used to know.

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this is about allison.
i hate her.
she's gay.
the end.

BAH.