I had an excellent weekend. And I think I've gotten over whatever was bothering me.

You know, change is inevitable, but damn, is it hard. But we've all gotta do it, so might as well go with the flow, yanno?

I'm just cleaning house over here. And that's quite alright. Spring cleaning...something like that. At least I'm learning about myself, other ( Read more... )

I don't deserve to play the piano.

I better fucking nail it on the 24th.

I hate longing.

That feeling when you can see him, be ten feet or two feet away from him, and know you'll never have him.

It's quite depressing.

People can really piss me off sometimes. But then ...I just start to laugh. And laugh ( Read more... )

In some ways, this Mexico trip is just one big...thing I can't explain. I could talk forever and never get out all the different emotions, experiences, funny stories, connections, learning experiences...whatevers. For some reason talking about it with my parents gets me into a grumpy mood. I'm mad because it's cloudy and cold. I don't want to go ( Read more... )

Livejournal is in spanish, now.

Que interesante.

Hey from Mexico, I miss you all terribly!

I guess I just keep doing those stupid SAT Question of the Day things.

Poo.

Did you hear the one about the guy with a banana in his ear?

..Yeah, well, neither did he.

Happy birthday, Jen, you Hanson-loving, laundry-bagging, soon to be rich old fart. :)

Somebody on the news just said one criticism of Donald Rumsfeld is that he doesn't personally sign letters of condolence to the families of soldiers that died ( Read more... )