So I'm tired, I should be sleeping, but instead i'm sittin here just thinking of a bunch of things going on in my life. They're the most important things, but I can only talk about them when i'm in a certain mood. It's too bad I don't have anyone to talk to right this minute ( Read more... )

( I try and take some comfort in written words... )

xspiralingxhalo: ntohing ( Read more... )

Yesterday I hung out with Brooke and Colin, we had a lot of fun, I laughed a bunch, and that was good. Today I went to the mall, got a Bright Eyes cd (Lifted, or The story is in the soil, keep your ear to the ground), a red sweater from PacSun, and some convertible gloves/mittens and a perfume and lip gloss set from AE. I stopped in and said ( Read more... )

you make me happy, oh when skies are gray.

i'm in love with bright eyes all over again.

I feel like I'm gonna puke. So much for the rest of my day.

Yesterday was Melissa's birthday, I went to her house for a while, and then we went over to a show at the American Legion Hall.

Friday we went snowboarding, it was below freezing and we didn't like the snow.

I'm in a bad mood.

I feel like I just wasted my weekend.

I've been playing my guitar a lot lately. I pulled out the old electric a few days ago, and then bought new strings for it yesterday. I love playing it, and when I do nothing else matters. Music has always been the biggest escape for me, it's so weird how some people don't have a strong love for music. It seriously influences my life so much ( Read more... )

I put books on bookshelves today, and I realized that I have a lot of good art and stock photo books in my house. Then I realized that I slacked off this entire break and didn't work on a single art project, which fuckin sucks. I have so many things I need to get done, I procrastinate way too much ( Read more... )

I woke up late again today, and it's sad because that means this entire break I have not been able to watch Martha Stewart or Regis and Kelly. Break was very eventful, though, it's too soon to go back to school ( Read more... )

**Memories of 2003 ( Read more... )