How anticlimactic. And sad.

But I do feel better about myself.

well.

i guess that settles that.

i'll let you know how it goes later tonight.

I...don't know ( Read more... )

I love to be told I'm beautiful, but I'll rarely believe you.

Whenever I finally get around to cleaning my room, it always takes all day because I always get caught up digging and sorting through all the junk I've managed to collect over the past few months. Old tests, last semester's notes, birthday cards, pictures, movie stubs, crumpled receipts, clothing tags, and various trinkets. Assorted junk. I swim ( Read more... )

It is the day after my birthday. I am now 22.

I don't feel very much older.

Actually, I feel rather stagnant.

Hmm. Same old. Same old. I guess.

I'm super afraid of becoming one of those crazy girls who thrives on dramatic situations.

Ted ( Read more... )

Last summer, Matt and I went to this random party over on Allston Street with Jason and James and a whole bunch of climbing people, which was probably the funniest part because both of us were extremely against the concept of rock wall climbing for inexplicable, nonsensical reasons but anyways, it was a long walk over, and we were sharing my 40 of ( Read more... )

Is there a way to bottle up the feelings you get
from seeing a live show?

The Hold Steady is decidedly awesome.
Actually, anything where I can yell "Minnesooootaaa!!"
at the top of my lungs
is pretty much
terrific.
Terrific!