i work 9 hour shifts on satuday and sunday of spring break which is complete shit
but i still have 3 other complete days off
its supposed to be beautiful im excited
things im going to do:
go bike riding
laundry
spring cleaning
painting/photos/sugar domes/charm making
bbq
(sarah welch if you are interested in doing any of the above with me, im so down. ( Read more... )

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while i wasn't looking my hair grew a shit load

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i dont know how the dream starts off but the first thing i remember is hamilton and my dad and i (and maybe a figure representing my little bro and sister) are in a room. there is a mattress on the ground and a computer desk and windows, etc. A little bit more is fuzzy, but we all interact with each other in a relaxed jovial manner. Then I talk 2 ( Read more... )

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being burried


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here is some of my work from last semester -_-


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art school students are the bastard in this world
"we sad a lots
we mad a lots
we are sensitive
we kind funny
we like sweet foods
we like breakfirst(umm i am not sure)
we like fuck around
we like to laugh at the stupied boy next door( but his old sister is hot )

and also i cant finished this yet
becauese i need to finished my skippy peanuts ( Read more... )

i dont really like living in a city away from the things im used to and love
not really that much sihgiahsjkadnjkasndkjnasd
im not that happy to be back