These four things mentioned in above subject line rule my life. Not metaphorically, but literally. I would add caffeine in, but I'm not addicted yet, and it doesn't start with 'S' so I thought the omission of the word was appropriate. It is 12:30 pm. The sun is kind of out and it look like it might snow today at midday. But right now, I'm jacked up ( Read more... )

I don't like Ithaca. And I don't like the disrespect I get here when people find out that I don't want to be here at this college. This is bullshit.

It's been months since I've even looked at livejournal. This morning I woke up and decided that I should write again ( Read more... )

I cut my hair today. *gasp* I wanted to go wicked short. They didn't cut it fucking short. So I'm cutting it shorter as soon as my mom goes to bed ( Read more... )

i say wicked way more than many...especially when I'm stoned.

Happy 4/20 weekend everyone. Cause it ends in three hours.

Two words. Ithaca college.

There would be more but I'm still so pissed at Concordia that they STILL haven't let me know...

Fuck colleges, man. Fuck 'em all.

I was just listening to "Suze (The Cough Song)" and with out realizing it, coughed uncontrollably.

Being sick is fun, especially when Bob Dylan joins in with you. Though I'm guessing his reason for coughing is a lot different then mine. *wink wink*

It was a lovely, bt one the lss a dramatic weekened. Haha. When is it not? Gaby showed up on Friday which made my life. She stayed until sunday and it was ablast to have her home. It makes me miss her more and more every time she comes home lately. So Friday when she got here she announced to me that she wanted to go wild. In my mind that meant ( Read more... )

So....I definatly had a dream about Moss last night. It was rather amusing, Moss. We were driven to Boston by your aunt, some crazy short british woman who can't drive, and your gal pal was in the car and we were going to drop you two off at the train stattion for sme reason and then your aunt and me were gunna go shopping. So when we got to the ( Read more... )

So I am here to whine. But what else does anyone do now-a-days? Basically, my future in film is put to a halt thanks to assholes in the admission offices at my colleges. I pray to a god that I pretty much don't believe in that I will get into Concordia in Motreal, because that is my last chance. Other than that, Emerson can go and get SARS, so can ( Read more... )