So, I'm at Drew.
Last night I was saying how I was lazy and didn't get a
If my camera was working with my computer, this is where you'd see a picture of me with long-ish hair, and Ashleen was saying I shouldn't cut it. And I was like, Ashleen, for like a month you were telling me to get a haircut because I looked better on my ID's with short hair. Silly Ashleen. (I also remember her saying during Orientation that she would get me stoned by the end of the first semester...that didn't happen).
Anywho, I talked to Mr. Fralix, and he agreed that it makes sense to drop the class. So, J'ai lasse tombe. I'll finish off with that by the end of the week.
Umm...that's all I want to say really. Oh, I set up a
Drewsite. It's main only raison d'etre is to house my Compchorea tracks. That's right. For the first time ever, you can hear me singing...online! Ch-ch-check it out.
Oh, and this is my 600th entry. (I've also posted 3,026 comments and recieved 2,748) Who's the man?
The moment Kurt Cobain started screaming at the end of "Where did You Sleep Last Night?", he became a rock god. Before that, he was just a guy with shredded vocal cords, a guitar, and the call of destiny.