this is what you can keep!
I've been pouring through car classifieds and I'm really fucking tired of people not understanding that the apostrophe goes before the end of the number (ie '99), not after (ie: 99'). Do you understand why the aphostrophe is there? Do you?! It's there to replace the two numbers that you've left out (19--), just like when you write can't the apostrophe is there to replace the letters that have been left out. This is not difficult, people! C'mon! You're a poor reflection of the American education system.
I have an interview tomorrow for a quarterly magazine called Tea in Texas. I'm so beyond excited, it's unreal. Could this be my release? Could this be my escape? Could I be a little more dramatic?
I've started applying for schools. Let's not talk about it, k?
Ooh! I heard that The Toadies are having a reunion, which is an exciting prospect. (Oh, ZZ Top; oh, Toadies...)
I'm kinda behind in school work already. It's pathetic. Don't be such a slacker!
I'm feeling sort of vapid, but have recently been living in awe and sadness and unspeakability (I don't think that that's a word.) and fleeting happiness about the people who've walked into my life, the people who've walked out.
it all just slips
away so slowly
you don't even notice till you've lost a lot
i've been like one of those zombies
in vegas
pouring quarters into a slot
and now i'm tired
and i am broke
and i feel stupid and i feel used
and i'm at the end of my little rope
and i am swinging back and forth
about you
Ok, honestly: I thought to myself, "I haven't had any pulic entries in quite a while, maybe it's time for one." But the problem is that when I know something can/will be publicly seen, I censor myself, filter out all of the "bad" ideas, put up my facades (even if they're thin), and hide what I'm truly thinking and/or feeling.
I have an interview tomorrow for a quarterly magazine called Tea in Texas. I'm so beyond excited, it's unreal. Could this be my release? Could this be my escape? Could I be a little more dramatic?
I've started applying for schools. Let's not talk about it, k?
Ooh! I heard that The Toadies are having a reunion, which is an exciting prospect. (Oh, ZZ Top; oh, Toadies...)
I'm kinda behind in school work already. It's pathetic. Don't be such a slacker!
I'm feeling sort of vapid, but have recently been living in awe and sadness and unspeakability (I don't think that that's a word.) and fleeting happiness about the people who've walked into my life, the people who've walked out.
it all just slips
away so slowly
you don't even notice till you've lost a lot
i've been like one of those zombies
in vegas
pouring quarters into a slot
and now i'm tired
and i am broke
and i feel stupid and i feel used
and i'm at the end of my little rope
and i am swinging back and forth
about you
Ok, honestly: I thought to myself, "I haven't had any pulic entries in quite a while, maybe it's time for one." But the problem is that when I know something can/will be publicly seen, I censor myself, filter out all of the "bad" ideas, put up my facades (even if they're thin), and hide what I'm truly thinking and/or feeling.