james blunt makes a load of sense.

career center is boring. essay's are boring. school is boring. i feel like i'm going to vomit. and i'm in a very complain-y mood. :\

"as humans, we lie to ourselves because the truth is often too painful to accept"

interesting day. bombs. malls. coffees. sweet and sour sauce. d and m's. babies. swing dancing. changes.

rewind. shhhh. close your eyes sweet child, and dream of tomorrow.

i came home yesterday, and i slept.
i went to school. roundtable. little shop.
came home.
and slept.

i'm glad i'm taking this dumb massive splint off for the concert. and then never putting it back on :)
but why am i SO TIRED?!

washing the hair, eating ice cream, and going back to bed...

apparently i'm eighty.

i fell in the driveway on the ice.

i went to the doctor.

they put this damn "fiber glass" splint on my wrist.

and of course it's the hand i write with.
i'm pretty sure it's not broken. but whatever.
i'm very angry about this whole situation.

well i guess tonight didn't rock ( Read more... )

so today sucked. pretty much a lot. there were fun aspects. but the actual school day dragged on forever. roundtable sounded good for once... so that was nice. couldn't go in to hartford to see ivan because of my damn mother. went to starbucks.. that was fun. dinner with the family... meh. no job for me. and now possibly no sleepovers ( Read more... )

sometimes i forget how much his death changed me ( Read more... )

wednesday. check. school burned down... but i wasn't there. YAY. poured and windy like WOA. uhhhmmm. boring day. lessons were fun. :) wendy's and the such after. also fun. home to write a 6 page paper ( Read more... )

mmmm. b days are good days. not that a days are bad days. but b days i sleep until nine and leave at 12:40 YAY. voice tomorrow. ugh. sick. gross. and jazz choir. yay! and my visit to cast. tomorrow will be an expensive day and a long day. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. i want it to be friday. right now. quick hurry up.

four day week. YAY :)

i've got so much to say. and i just can't seem to say it. i keep thinking.. wow i should be writing all of these thoughts down. but i'm always caught at a bad time or i'm too tired or something. and i watch as the poetry and words just flows right through me and is lost forever. i'll be waiting. i can't say it here.