I am staying home until 6th period; when my Whitman classes start.

That horrendous thing last night, in addition to babysitting and studying, got in the way of American history homework and journalling for my creative writing class.

You have no idea how badly I want to ditch my life right about now.

It seemed so fitting that it started raining harder at the very moment I stepped outside.

Thought: A few of my favourite people on this earth are the ones who don't know me at all. They don't know me outside of music. They have this image of me that isn't exactly wrong, it's just not the complete truth.
I like it much better that way.

We waited for almost two hours. In not-quite torrential rain. The kind of rain that just explodes in thick, icey drops, and doesn't seem to ever subside ( Read more... )

Do you honestly believe it is "better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all"?

I remember a conversation I had with Erin, a long, long time ago; I said "Obviously, the person who said that..never lost."
She replied with, "No...obviously they never loved."

This Saturday, before I leave to babysit, I am buying tickets for the John Mayer/Counting Crows concert at Jones Beach, August 26th. I don't know how much it will cost, but I'm getting orchestra seats if it kills me.

Who's in?

I get to kick off spring break early, with a sick day.

I told my parents this morning, I have strep throat. They didn't believe me until just now when I showed them the ugly white spots taking over my throat.

Hah, I don't even care. I don't have school again until the 28th.