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so many things buzzing around in my head. dead-lines. to-do lists. useless feelings. presents. parties. pictures. packing. planning. I don't even know what to do next. I just want to lay in the grass and read about women artists in the 20th century. i just wan to lay in bed and be happy. for at least a second.
Ummm.
yes.
ok. cleaning. laudry. packing. Today i have to be indoors. call my dad. not answer the phone. music=interpol, slumber party, animal collective, billie holiday, Yeahyeah yeahs. maybe even some smiths & sergio mendez.
I've had the weirdest dreams lately. mostly seeing people I haven't seen in a while and then somehow someone chasing me, holding me down, trying to hurt me.
Last house show at my house is tomorrow!!
my going away party is on Saturday. comecomecome.
I have a great fear that I'm going to end up like a mix of samantha from sex in the city and the golden girls. cancer and all.
Ummm.
yes.
ok. cleaning. laudry. packing. Today i have to be indoors. call my dad. not answer the phone. music=interpol, slumber party, animal collective, billie holiday, Yeahyeah yeahs. maybe even some smiths & sergio mendez.
I've had the weirdest dreams lately. mostly seeing people I haven't seen in a while and then somehow someone chasing me, holding me down, trying to hurt me.
Last house show at my house is tomorrow!!
my going away party is on Saturday. comecomecome.
I have a great fear that I'm going to end up like a mix of samantha from sex in the city and the golden girls. cancer and all.