Tomorrow: first day of class.
September 2011
August 2011
I've only been at school for four days
.. between the smoking, drinking, strobe lights, black lights, black light shot glasses, glow in the dark stars, glow in the dark cups, to the the broken mirrors, broken black lights, the lost id’s and a kid being sent to the hospital.. and class hasn’t even started yet.
.. and this was only in my 20-25 person unit. There’s definitely been more incidents elsewhere at RWU - party hard or go home, apparently
welp.
college life
party.party.party.study.study.study.
in a few hours.
finally got my DVDs!
yessssssss, now i really don’t want to pack. everwood & daria foreverr!
i feel sickly.
my bed is always cold.
my music is officially all on my mac.
only 40 minutes longer than i had hoped for, but that’s okay.
i think we’ve become strangers who just go through the motions of friends, and label it as best friends.
fall tour,
be good to me.
ugh, thought my DVDs came in the mail..
no, it was just my school books. :(
in a lord of the rings mood.
i kind of miss playing maple story..
going to follow every single "confessions" blog that is remotely relevant to my life.
tumblr, y u do dis to me.
disinfecting my surrounds
.. round 3?
trying not to procrastinate and packing some clothes.
solely based on music and lyrics, brand new is my favorite.
i was close enough to touch daniel radcliffe today.
i could see his spit as he talked on stage, it was fantastic. :)
the timing on my life is just never right.
it’s funny how the people, places, and events of my life are hardly ever on point. the people i want to see are never there when i think they will be, the things i need are never there when i look, and when i have all the time in the world, nothing happens, but when i’m short on time, there’s always something to be waiting on.
i think that’s the reason i am very big on planning things. when i plan things and decide exactly when i’m going to do them, how i will and where i will, things work out.
when you factor in other people, the timing just never works out for me. it’s quite unfortunate, actually. it’s like a harmony between other persons and myself cannot be reached, as though i am not meant to be with people.
alone, by choice or not.
i am just so annoyed tonight.
no time, no energy, no patience, no shit.
________
I am always that guy.
that guy who plans everything
that guy who calls you/hits you up
I am the one that decides where we’re going,
why we’re going, how we’re going.
i am always that guy,
the one who actually puts an effort into things,
and gets them done, and done right.
this is a joke.
my life is a joke.
i am a joke.
working on becoming fabulous.
first off, room clean.
i need a haircut.
layered, long and asymmetrical.
