i woke up today and realized that i'm moving in ten days [i'm sure it's of no importance to basically everyone]. it's highly unlikely that i'll have a computer and i'm currently researching jobs so i can work as much as possible before school starts. i don't even know why i started writing this; if you want to hang out or whatever before i leave, ( Read more... )

iiiiii haven't written in this in forever. who gives a fuck? no one ( Read more... )

ugh. i'm in a slump. yet again. i wrote something really exciting and explanitory as to what my recent life has been like. and then my computer freaked out, because all of the computers in the MAOS lab suck. jerks. i feel sick and have a headache and am no longer tired but just want to sleep and for some reason i feel like crying [because i didn't ( Read more... )

( way to be accurate. )

( this is what english class is for. )

mmm guess who got rejected from sarah lawrence? whateverrr, i knew it was going to happen; i'll live. but yeah, i found out yesterday so today, after looking at my eleven rolls of film from europe, my mom, my dad, and myself all sat down to discuss the next few months/ years ( Read more... )

i'm home! prepare for an arduous account of the past ten days: if you don't want to read it, my dad and i are taking my twelve dozen rolls of film to long's at some point so expect a complete picture update. here's where you can feel free to run away [annnnnd, i'm really sorry if you have both of my journals, i'm probably going to copy and paste ( Read more... )

despite the fact that i don't really use this journal anymore, i was incredibly bored. and obsessed with ryan adams [as per usual]. and i liked this picture because i like playing with filters.


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wow, spring break. FINALLY. yesterday, i left school at break to meet up with mitzi to go to the beach with her and nicole and jessie; jessie had to go back to class so we said, "fuck del monte" and went to carmel beach instead. mmm... sooooo nice. tyler came by and brought us gummy worms; nicole and i ate many for mitzi, the silly vegan. mitzi, ( Read more... )

When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves.

Sorry Mom. Sorry God.


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