"Every month the same routine, hopeless love and endless dreams..."
I'm a terrible livejournaler. I never update anymore. I blame that tart myspace...
Yesterday I went to a big barbeque and met Big Boi from Outkast. I have a picture I'll post later, for those nay-sayers. We'll see who says nay then...
I had the best chicken ever. And, we were VIP, so no cover, no line-waiting, and we were first to greet Toine when he got there. Good times.
This is my official last week as a junior in college. Finals are a bitch and a half. I have class soon, class I do not wish to attend. I cannot wait to be finished! I have ALOT due Wednesday. By alot, I mean everything. All my boards for Studio (5 of them), my journal for History of ID I (which I'm two pages away from finishing), and a test in Aesthetics.
Wednesday more tattooing commences. Filling in the stars around my ankle with clear blacklight ink. My stars will basically glow in the dark. So frickin' sweet.
I leave for Italy in 7 days. (*whisper it to yourself in a creepy, raspy, childlike voice for effect, please.*)
Class beckons...
Yesterday I went to a big barbeque and met Big Boi from Outkast. I have a picture I'll post later, for those nay-sayers. We'll see who says nay then...
I had the best chicken ever. And, we were VIP, so no cover, no line-waiting, and we were first to greet Toine when he got there. Good times.
This is my official last week as a junior in college. Finals are a bitch and a half. I have class soon, class I do not wish to attend. I cannot wait to be finished! I have ALOT due Wednesday. By alot, I mean everything. All my boards for Studio (5 of them), my journal for History of ID I (which I'm two pages away from finishing), and a test in Aesthetics.
Wednesday more tattooing commences. Filling in the stars around my ankle with clear blacklight ink. My stars will basically glow in the dark. So frickin' sweet.
I leave for Italy in 7 days. (*whisper it to yourself in a creepy, raspy, childlike voice for effect, please.*)
Class beckons...