jammin’ on la guitara with peeps. poor Samantha James sits idle in the corner of the room, ronery, gathering dust.
All in moderation
I am pooped and lack little brain juices (and perhaps cells) to think of anything to conjure up a blog piece. Just know that I am fine. I’m frikken hungry though.
me: has mom called home? davypoo: umm no davypoo: she’s gone man davypoo: I don’t think she’s coming back davypoo: she says you were an accident davypoo: a regretable accident davypoo: some consolation to u me: she was just waiting till I turned 18 huh? sigh. Does brian miss me at least? me: he added me on facebook…I’m at lost for words davypoo: yea brian misses you...
All the girls standing in the line for the...
British Romantic Poetry. Ugh. As much as I love poetry, I don’t know how much patience I’d have for this. All the “hath” “thou” “doth” I’d have to put up with is bound to take a toll on my eyeballs and brain. My math prof. is a total fox. She’s tres chic and super ukranian andspeakssupersuperfast. She makes math sexy. Hopefully this...
Another pet peeve.
The overly exaggerated rain fall in movies. 2 more days till classes start! Tues and I are gonna map out our classes and actually walk the length today, just so we save ourselves the embarassment of getting lost, and coming in late to class, on our first day. Then it’s off to buying food/materials for our room. Why does it seem like we always pack excessively for stuff we don’t...
Kind of. Hola from the north side of Seattle. Tues and I moved in at 9:30 this morning and 10 boxes, (all Tuesday’s), 2 garbage bags full of clothes, and 2 plastic totes later, we have finally made some walking space in our room. Our view from the deck is nice; from our window, not so much. Will post pictures when we can. The internet here is lagging. My laptop isn’t picking up the...
Boyz II Men - If I Ever Fall In Love Again This...
If I could rid the world of one thing
It would be religion. Who are we to dictate to others what and who God is, right? Our truths only vary on our opinions, beliefs and life experiences; and don’t we all experience life a little bit differently? I’m on a quest to find my God. Where I’ll find her, who knows.
Can you hear me?
“Loving you is like a song I replay every three minutes and thirty seconds of everyday.”
What the dealio?
What’s extremely sexist are the size differences of pockets in girl pants and boy pants. I WANT BIG POCKETS, TOO. Maybe I want a pocket big enough to fit something bigger than a pebble in? Maybe my hands can’t even fit into the pathetically small slit of a thing you call a pocket!? Maybe I don’t like carrying purses. I know, it’s crazy right? But yes, sometimes I want to...
Oldie but goodie
I’m reposting an entry from my xanga back in May: Anyway, I’m reading Are You There, Vodka? It’s me, Chelsea, and it’s perhaps one of the greatest reads of all time. I’ll share a passage: (so Chelsea got pulled over for a DUI and was sent to Jail where the po-po ran her records and she finds out there’s a warrant out for her arrest because she’s been...
In case you haven't seen it yet:
Tina Fey and Amy Poehler as Sarah Palin and Hillary Clinton on SNL: HIGHLARIOUS
I found Pete Wentz Tumblr. Hella following him. He’s funny. I feel like we’re bfffs now.
OMIGAWD. Seriously? I feel like going for a drive.
So I went to sleep at 9:30PM because I was pooped. And then I woke up at 12AM. And now it’s nearly 2AM. Wtf, right? So I figured I’ll make use of my time. Why does it seem like emotions are heightened at night? As if everything is more amplified. Or is it just the dark that sets the mood? With summer winding down I get a bit more sullen. I think I suffer from SAD, you know,...
With so many ways to communicate, somehow we seem to communicate less.
One of my pet peeves
The excessive usage of elipses. … … … It kills me. “Hey Amy…how’s it going?…I was just wondering what you were doing…like…on Saturday?…Was planning to go to the lake or something…you down?…” It’s incredibly straining on the eyes. Please, stop. Commas, semicolons, and periods DO exist as excellent...
James Morrison - You Make It Real He’s...
I’m highly envious of math nerds. Oh, and gymnasts.
supmaan: Guy: Do cramps really hurt? What do they feel like? Girl: It’s like a blade ripping your abdomen from the inside. I had killer cramps last night. I wanted to die. but on a lighter note, guess what? I’m getting sushi this weekend.YAYY!!!!! Personally, to me it feels like someone’s wringing the shit out of your uterus and your ovaries are about to explode in any minute. But...
The park after school remains empty. It’s a bit depressing, I even miss the pot heads. What happened? What do kids do after school now? At least before, after they smoked a joint they’d go play basketball, skate, slap boxed, or socialize. Is everyone running home to their myspaces?
Quote of the day
“You know what though, I think he said that because I was celibate all fall quarter.” - Josh Dobson.
My short term goal
Attempting to go until winter without falling victim to the slicer. Aka, growing out my hurr. This is gonna be inneresting.