the day after tomorrow is the third day of the rest of your life
wow... the nicest thing my mom's EVER said to me: "yeah, you're weird. but you're a smart, unique, weird. i guess that's why you want to be an independent film director- to make smart, weird, unique films."
she couldn't possibly begin realize how much that meant to me.
but THAT didn't last for long:
morrisonxix: can you go go goo gooo?
i killed the spy: let me see
morrisonxix: come on
i killed the spy: she's screaming at me
i killed the spy: i told her i loved her and she looked like she was 20
i killed the spy: and yet she screams
morrisonxix: really
-^ michael.. didn't care TOO much
and so i've been spending approximately 0% of my time studying for exams, 80% of my time wandering aimlessly, and the remaining 20% packing.. getting ready to go to the 'summer camp for bad kids... in hawaii!' well, not exactly hawaii, persay.. but anyway. i'm just trying to look on the bright side.
WARNING.. I'M GOING TO SHAMELESSLY ASK FOR STUFF IN THIS NEXT PARAGRAPH:
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... and speaking of that dreaded establishment, i recently discovered you are allowed to have music there. thank allah. unfortunately... my music collection has grown both small [from unreturned borrowings and theft] and repetitive [now i love b.b. king AND the clash.. but after the 82384739th time of 3 o'clock blues and london's burning .. things can get frustrating].. so if anybody has something they've gotten tired of or if any of you lucky ones with a cd burner would like to mix me something [i'd pay you, of course].. that'd be pure ecstacy. as nietzsche once said, "life without music would be a mistake". well for me, it would a mistake, mortal sin, and abomination all rolled into one. music is life and life is music.. it could being a going-away favor or something.. and as i said.. i would be all too willing to pay you for your efforts. thanks <3
she couldn't possibly begin realize how much that meant to me.
but THAT didn't last for long:
morrisonxix: can you go go goo gooo?
i killed the spy: let me see
morrisonxix: come on
i killed the spy: she's screaming at me
i killed the spy: i told her i loved her and she looked like she was 20
i killed the spy: and yet she screams
morrisonxix: really
-^ michael.. didn't care TOO much
and so i've been spending approximately 0% of my time studying for exams, 80% of my time wandering aimlessly, and the remaining 20% packing.. getting ready to go to the 'summer camp for bad kids... in hawaii!' well, not exactly hawaii, persay.. but anyway. i'm just trying to look on the bright side.
WARNING.. I'M GOING TO SHAMELESSLY ASK FOR STUFF IN THIS NEXT PARAGRAPH:
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... and speaking of that dreaded establishment, i recently discovered you are allowed to have music there. thank allah. unfortunately... my music collection has grown both small [from unreturned borrowings and theft] and repetitive [now i love b.b. king AND the clash.. but after the 82384739th time of 3 o'clock blues and london's burning .. things can get frustrating].. so if anybody has something they've gotten tired of or if any of you lucky ones with a cd burner would like to mix me something [i'd pay you, of course].. that'd be pure ecstacy. as nietzsche once said, "life without music would be a mistake". well for me, it would a mistake, mortal sin, and abomination all rolled into one. music is life and life is music.. it could being a going-away favor or something.. and as i said.. i would be all too willing to pay you for your efforts. thanks <3