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Random thoughts going through my head:
I have never ordered a beverage from a starbucks without having to repeat my name and endure the look of utter disbelief from the person at the register. I also seriously appreciate it when they spell "Flo" correctly. (I don't even want to know what would happen if I said "Florie" or "Florence" instead of "Flo".)
I love, love, love, love "Perfect" by the Smashing Pumpkins right now - my chest swells up with all sorts of emotions every time I hear it.
I know
We're just like old friends
We just can't pretend
That lovers make amends
We are reasons so unreal
We can't help but feel
That something has been lost
But please
You know you're just like me
Next time I promise we'll be perfect
Perfect
Perfect
Strangers down the line
Lovers out of time
Memories unwind
So far, I still know who you are
But now I wonder who I was
Angel, you know it's not the end
We'll always be good friends
The letters have been sent on
So please
You always were so free
You'll see, I promise we'll be perfect
Perfect
Strangers when we meet
Strangers on the street
Lovers while we sleep
Perfect
You know this has to be
We always were so free
We promised that we'd be
Perfect
Perfect
I had a terrible day today, and at the very peak of my misery, I fell for one of those AIM scams - some person I don't know IMed me saying that someone was posting my friends-only lj entries all over the internet, and gave a link. Yes. I clicked on the link, and thoroughly enjoyed the thousands of browser windows full of gay porn that immediately popped up on my screen. Fortunately, my laptop is okay. I still feel like an idiot, though.
The people who work at the UCD Financial Aid office are the devil's spawn.
I wish I would have continued playing clarinet, as well as stayed on the swim team.
I feel shitty because I didn't know that there was a pro-life extremist rally going on at the quad today, thus completely missing the opportunity to (verbally) kick some ass.
I miss the beach.
I was born to be a stalker.
I have never ordered a beverage from a starbucks without having to repeat my name and endure the look of utter disbelief from the person at the register. I also seriously appreciate it when they spell "Flo" correctly. (I don't even want to know what would happen if I said "Florie" or "Florence" instead of "Flo".)
I love, love, love, love "Perfect" by the Smashing Pumpkins right now - my chest swells up with all sorts of emotions every time I hear it.
I know
We're just like old friends
We just can't pretend
That lovers make amends
We are reasons so unreal
We can't help but feel
That something has been lost
But please
You know you're just like me
Next time I promise we'll be perfect
Perfect
Perfect
Strangers down the line
Lovers out of time
Memories unwind
So far, I still know who you are
But now I wonder who I was
Angel, you know it's not the end
We'll always be good friends
The letters have been sent on
So please
You always were so free
You'll see, I promise we'll be perfect
Perfect
Strangers when we meet
Strangers on the street
Lovers while we sleep
Perfect
You know this has to be
We always were so free
We promised that we'd be
Perfect
Perfect
I had a terrible day today, and at the very peak of my misery, I fell for one of those AIM scams - some person I don't know IMed me saying that someone was posting my friends-only lj entries all over the internet, and gave a link. Yes. I clicked on the link, and thoroughly enjoyed the thousands of browser windows full of gay porn that immediately popped up on my screen. Fortunately, my laptop is okay. I still feel like an idiot, though.
The people who work at the UCD Financial Aid office are the devil's spawn.
I wish I would have continued playing clarinet, as well as stayed on the swim team.
I feel shitty because I didn't know that there was a pro-life extremist rally going on at the quad today, thus completely missing the opportunity to (verbally) kick some ass.
I miss the beach.
I was born to be a stalker.