Zoot Suit was really effing funny. I don't care what you say. It must be a Mexican thing.
I really enjoy pre-cal. Is there something wrong with me? Actually, I think I just like Mr. Russell. And the fact that he thinks of all of his "jokes" the night before, and includes them in his notes, so he won't forget to let us in on the good humor.
Also, I thoroughly enjoy watching my peers act. My stomach does these horrible things, where it convulses and makes me want to pass out whenever I think of myself performing in front of them, but I love sitting in the audience. I think I'm just afraid of disappointing them. Ah, well.
I am going to ACL on Saturday with Annah Fisette. I can't wait. Howie Day, Dashboard, and Modest Mouse. Who's lucky now? That would be me.
I have figured out that I don't actually feel stress. Ever. I can say I'm stressed, but really, I just know I should be stressed with the large amount of work I have to do with the small amount of time I have to do it in. It's like I have selective feelings. I just choose to ignore the stress, even when it's staring me right in the face, and as a result, I get these cankersores. Which is actually kind of a cool trade-off, when you think about the fact that people have mental breakdowns from stress overload. I just have a little pain in my mouth.
Beat that.
Also, I thoroughly enjoy watching my peers act. My stomach does these horrible things, where it convulses and makes me want to pass out whenever I think of myself performing in front of them, but I love sitting in the audience. I think I'm just afraid of disappointing them. Ah, well.
I am going to ACL on Saturday with Annah Fisette. I can't wait. Howie Day, Dashboard, and Modest Mouse. Who's lucky now? That would be me.
I have figured out that I don't actually feel stress. Ever. I can say I'm stressed, but really, I just know I should be stressed with the large amount of work I have to do with the small amount of time I have to do it in. It's like I have selective feelings. I just choose to ignore the stress, even when it's staring me right in the face, and as a result, I get these cankersores. Which is actually kind of a cool trade-off, when you think about the fact that people have mental breakdowns from stress overload. I just have a little pain in my mouth.
Beat that.