I'm just sitting on the shelf.
Blah, what do I do with my life? Obviously not what I should be doing. I should be at a different school. I should be studying for my exam. I should be in bed. I should be doing well in my classes. I should be caring about things, but overall I pretty much don't care about anything.
A lot has happened since I last updated, I think. My parents have been away for two weeks, already, in Pari (that's how the rich say Paris.) I miss them, although life continues as usual. Everything is pretty much the same, except I don't get nagged all day and we actually maintain a cleaner and more organized lifestyle. Knave, cough cough I mean Nav, and I have gotten along really well. In fact, I just wanted to used the pun because I've always wanted to. We painted the entire upstairs and the bathroom to surprise our parents once they get back, which they better appreciate or else Chris' hard work would have been for none. Although really, Chris did a pretty hack job on painting. There are drip marks EVERYWHERE. Doing something nice will make up for the longchamp bag that they are bringing back for me. It's the spring 4x4 rival tote in mocha, although I wanted it in the rodeo blue patent color. Apparently they only have it in black and brown, which is disappointing because I always try to incorporate new colors into my collection.
I learned Oasis' Live Forever on the guitar, although I have problems singing and playing at the same time. Must. Practice. More.
M. Ward for President! Just kidding, you'd get it if you saw Bright Eyes on the worst late night show ever besides Carson Daly. I totally forgot to vote in the primaries, today, although Barrack's people reminded me by telephone, flier, and a door to door visit. Oh well, I'll only regret it if that other guy wins. Yes, it's true. I refer to Hillary Clinton as a man. I guess I can be indifferent as to who wins. As long as it's Barrack or McCain. Or Chris Frappier, because he'll make me somebody important.
A lot has happened since I last updated, I think. My parents have been away for two weeks, already, in Pari (that's how the rich say Paris.) I miss them, although life continues as usual. Everything is pretty much the same, except I don't get nagged all day and we actually maintain a cleaner and more organized lifestyle. Knave, cough cough I mean Nav, and I have gotten along really well. In fact, I just wanted to used the pun because I've always wanted to. We painted the entire upstairs and the bathroom to surprise our parents once they get back, which they better appreciate or else Chris' hard work would have been for none. Although really, Chris did a pretty hack job on painting. There are drip marks EVERYWHERE. Doing something nice will make up for the longchamp bag that they are bringing back for me. It's the spring 4x4 rival tote in mocha, although I wanted it in the rodeo blue patent color. Apparently they only have it in black and brown, which is disappointing because I always try to incorporate new colors into my collection.
I learned Oasis' Live Forever on the guitar, although I have problems singing and playing at the same time. Must. Practice. More.
M. Ward for President! Just kidding, you'd get it if you saw Bright Eyes on the worst late night show ever besides Carson Daly. I totally forgot to vote in the primaries, today, although Barrack's people reminded me by telephone, flier, and a door to door visit. Oh well, I'll only regret it if that other guy wins. Yes, it's true. I refer to Hillary Clinton as a man. I guess I can be indifferent as to who wins. As long as it's Barrack or McCain. Or Chris Frappier, because he'll make me somebody important.