well
so there was this one time that i had an italian paper to write, and i was very scared of it. and then i was reading the topics more closely, and nestled at the end of the last one, i found the thing that will make this more of a pleasure than a chore: i can write my paper on the davinci code. and that made my life amazing. i'm actually getting graded to research the davinci code: and i do that all the time anyway. awesome.
i left this comment for someone:
"you're still my favorite. you probably always will be. me and you just have this thing, and i feel like whether we love or hate each other, we'll always be there, both of us. And there will always be an us whether we acknoledge it or not, wether it's a bond or a love or a hate, it's always there. and even if we dont talk someday, effectively diminishing the us to almost nothing, we will still think about it probably more than we'll like to admit. and it will just always be there. and i guess that's the funny thing about life. wierd, right?
do you think i'm crazy? i hope not."
If it was for you: feel cool. you should. someday when i'm a rockstar like my new screen name so deviously implies, you'll know that even though i'm in japan playing to thousands of screaming girls, i'll be thinking about you sometimes.
Or, while i'm sitting in the ratty couch of my studio appartment in brentwood, more likely. but we can all have dreams.
Oh, and I'm really glad i started talking to my Bayport posse more. They're entertaining, they know how to drink, and they bring good times. very intellectual, most of them. Well, Matt is a little annoying when he's drunk. sorry matt, you know it's true. (i'm sure he won't read this)
I think i'm done ranting. leave comments. you love me and i dont get enough comments. it's true.
i left this comment for someone:
"you're still my favorite. you probably always will be. me and you just have this thing, and i feel like whether we love or hate each other, we'll always be there, both of us. And there will always be an us whether we acknoledge it or not, wether it's a bond or a love or a hate, it's always there. and even if we dont talk someday, effectively diminishing the us to almost nothing, we will still think about it probably more than we'll like to admit. and it will just always be there. and i guess that's the funny thing about life. wierd, right?
do you think i'm crazy? i hope not."
If it was for you: feel cool. you should. someday when i'm a rockstar like my new screen name so deviously implies, you'll know that even though i'm in japan playing to thousands of screaming girls, i'll be thinking about you sometimes.
Or, while i'm sitting in the ratty couch of my studio appartment in brentwood, more likely. but we can all have dreams.
Oh, and I'm really glad i started talking to my Bayport posse more. They're entertaining, they know how to drink, and they bring good times. very intellectual, most of them. Well, Matt is a little annoying when he's drunk. sorry matt, you know it's true. (i'm sure he won't read this)
I think i'm done ranting. leave comments. you love me and i dont get enough comments. it's true.