All will be well soon. Really soon. Really really soon.

After I sleep and go to class and wait for two and a half hours and also A my midterms please, thanks.

Kevin is flying to me, Amaras is sleeping on my couch and I am staying up all night to write a paper that I should have finished during spring break.

All is well. =D

Just signed up for an MCAT exam date: August 12th, Friday, 2:00pm in SF. I feel like a total rockstar, adrenaline pumping and all. Now I just have to register for a class... once I have the money. And then I'll have to study hard all summer. And then I'll have to take it. And then I'll never have to worry about it ever again.

Can not wait.

Man, it's getting to that point in the night when I've run out of useless things do and began archiving my emails and organizing my google notebook.

Oh cool, I'ver reverted to reading ancient correspondence now.

Every year, without knowing it, you celebrate your own deathday.

Ball & Biscuit followed by The Hardest Button to Button are my sex style.

by Edna St. Vincent Millay ( Read more... )

Too lazy to be ambitious,
I let the world take care of itself.
Ten days' worth of rice in my bag;
a bundle of twigs by the fireplace.
Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment?
Listening to the night rain on my roof,
I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out.

-- Zen Master Ryokan

( JUKEBOX )

Scratch most feminists and underneath there is a woman who longs to be a sex object. The difference is that is not all she longs to be.

Betty Rollin