Reading Bridgett's entry inspired me to post. I'm closing in on graduation. Only half a semester left until I'm a real college graduate from Carnegie Mellon. Scary thought actually. All of my friends are so excited, and I just can't be. I'm trying but mostly I'm sad and nervous. I've always been one to hang out until the very last second, but it's ( Read more... )

L'âme évaporée et souffrante,
L'âme douce, l'âme odorante
Des lis divins que j'ai cueillis
Dans le jardin de ta pensée,
Où donc les vents l'ont-ils chassée,
Cette âme adorable des lis?
N'est-il plus un parfum qui reste
De la suavité céleste
Des jours ou tu m'enveloppais
D'une vapeur surnaturelle,
Faite d'espoir, d'amour fidèle,
De béatitude et de

It's been a very very very very long time since I posted. Haven't really needed to ( Read more... )

L'INCORONAZIONE DI POPPEA (the coronation of poppea ( Read more... )

#1 I turned 21 on Friday and did my duty by becoming WASTED, throwing up and passing out. I have some pretty amazing friends who held my hair and got me into bed. Love my lovely friends. Don't love hangovers though. Frealz ( Read more... )

I miss the way I was in high school sometimes ( Read more... )

The Who are gonna be in the area this fall. I AM GOING to see them, come hell or high water.
the moment roger daltry opens his mouth i think i will faint.

i'm at the desk listening to music and watching it pour rain outside. going to see the dark knight later with my girls.

i feel like having an adventure.

things are looking up

or i thought they were

maybe?

england/scotland/wales was....amazing. adventures galore.

drunken jam session last night was just what i needed.

too hot and tired to think anymore.

I discovered today that there are 35 pages of pictures tagged of me by other people on facebook ( Read more... )

There was crimson clash of war.
Lands turned black and bare;
Women wept;
Babes ran, wondering.
There came one who understood not these things.
He said, "Why is this?"
Whereupon a million strove to answer him.
There was such intricate clamour of tongues,
That still the reason was not.
-stephen crane