Certains ne voient quedes roches.
Things have been a lot of ups and downs recently.
Summer wasn't good, but I do have a new addition that isn't spooky or has wings. It doesn't tell a story either.
I hate free spirits.
School is back town and I've returned to being unhealthily stressed out most of the time. I don't have any classes on Fridays though and that's...a little weird.
My long weekend away from Gainesville was nice. I'm over this city and for the first time in my entire life I am looking forward to change.
When I was little I would cry the entire night before the first day of a new school year until I was old enough to know that it didn't do any good. I am disappointed in myself though because instead of being excited for the change because it's new, I'm more looking forward to the relief of not being here anymore.
Baby steps, I guess.
I don't really want to talk about Montréal and I'm worried about that.
The disc M.I.A. gave me was not (to my surprise) an audio disc, it was a dvd. It is hours and hours of dancehall reggae with people grinding so hard on each other that it's hard not to think this must be illegal somewhere.
M.I.A. gave me a dance porn video.
I think this means we're friends now.
Summer wasn't good, but I do have a new addition that isn't spooky or has wings. It doesn't tell a story either.
I hate free spirits.
School is back town and I've returned to being unhealthily stressed out most of the time. I don't have any classes on Fridays though and that's...a little weird.
My long weekend away from Gainesville was nice. I'm over this city and for the first time in my entire life I am looking forward to change.
When I was little I would cry the entire night before the first day of a new school year until I was old enough to know that it didn't do any good. I am disappointed in myself though because instead of being excited for the change because it's new, I'm more looking forward to the relief of not being here anymore.
Baby steps, I guess.
I don't really want to talk about Montréal and I'm worried about that.
The disc M.I.A. gave me was not (to my surprise) an audio disc, it was a dvd. It is hours and hours of dancehall reggae with people grinding so hard on each other that it's hard not to think this must be illegal somewhere.
M.I.A. gave me a dance porn video.
I think this means we're friends now.