ugh
just three more years.
just three more years.
just three more fucking years.
until im finally gone from living here
not knowing ANYONE
not wanting to know anyone
until im back east
in new york, or back in dc for some hot grad school action
i think that will be the sweet life
even though i will be so poor, it wont be funny
interning at some museum, living in a city with weather
i miss the fall so much it hurts
its as if arizona is never romantic
fall into winter is the most romantic time of year
and being somewhere where they actually have edible delicious chinese food
oh i miss china express so much
southwestern-ness is not for me
i need cities and some rude people and funky sewer smells (well, tempe has that down)
and people who appreciate things yet contrasted with those synical bastards who get only what they need and step on everyone
thats life. i love it.
but not here, most definitely not here
ive been catching up on my daniel vosovic blog
and i have to say, i love that guy!
greatest designer
i have been inspired to do some band painting
i did this back in high school
im thinking of doing a collage type thing with some awesome bands from past and present
oh billy brown, you are victim of the times
ALTHOUGH there is school slowly approaching
but my damn parents are threatening for me not to go to italy next summer to study for that art hist class if i dont get a damn job
they need to open their minds, they really dont know whats good anymore
i am also convinced my mother has socially retarded me with having a relationship
ill just learn more and more italian to tell her off
that would be super fun!
rooneys on conan tonight, so im off
just three more years.
just three more fucking years.
until im finally gone from living here
not knowing ANYONE
not wanting to know anyone
until im back east
in new york, or back in dc for some hot grad school action
i think that will be the sweet life
even though i will be so poor, it wont be funny
interning at some museum, living in a city with weather
i miss the fall so much it hurts
its as if arizona is never romantic
fall into winter is the most romantic time of year
and being somewhere where they actually have edible delicious chinese food
oh i miss china express so much
southwestern-ness is not for me
i need cities and some rude people and funky sewer smells (well, tempe has that down)
and people who appreciate things yet contrasted with those synical bastards who get only what they need and step on everyone
thats life. i love it.
but not here, most definitely not here
ive been catching up on my daniel vosovic blog
and i have to say, i love that guy!
greatest designer
i have been inspired to do some band painting
i did this back in high school
im thinking of doing a collage type thing with some awesome bands from past and present
oh billy brown, you are victim of the times
ALTHOUGH there is school slowly approaching
but my damn parents are threatening for me not to go to italy next summer to study for that art hist class if i dont get a damn job
they need to open their minds, they really dont know whats good anymore
i am also convinced my mother has socially retarded me with having a relationship
ill just learn more and more italian to tell her off
that would be super fun!
rooneys on conan tonight, so im off