So in a discussion about how to succesfully play the piano i realized that I had given myself the advice I have been looking for ( Read more... )

I've inhaled too much nail polish remover. I honestly must do my nails like twice a day. I don't think thats neccesarily good.

I'm in the process of creating a soundtrack for my life. If you have any suggestions please let me know.

We're almost graduated. I'm so not mature enough for this. Not at all.

Yay joel.

Thats really all I have to

You know those moments in life that make you sigh? Like a breath of fresh air but backwards. It's the type of sigh you give when everything is beautifully simple. Though everything may not be perfect, it is wonderful all the same. Sighs like that make the world melt away. Keep that in mind for a second ( Read more... )

Like Adam, this was going to be a ranting entry. But I thought there would be no point. Then I read his journal and knew there would be no point. So thank you Adam for indirectly preventing me from ranting my head off.

I don't know why certain things bother me like they do. I never wanted to be one of those people ( Read more... )

I would like to dedicate my great mood this week to:

-John Wion - I find him adorable
-Comfy Sweatshirts
-Buffalo Wings
-No-Point Days
-Crescent Ridge - obviously on the no point day
-Matt, Pascale, Josh - who were kind enough to hide under blankets with me
-Eastman - who decided that while I was not among the 5 top auditioners, I was good enough ( Read more... )

There are really intelligent and talented people on this earth who are very frustrated because they do not understand how a graduate from a state school is doing better in life than them:Mr. or Ms. 40,000 dollar a year college. That really sucks. Because I like the UMASS graduate better personally ( Read more... )

Today I had a dead rabbit thrown at my face. Somebody kept trying to ruin my coach wristlet. I was just called a nerd. Somebody kept trying to mess up my backpack ( Read more... )

I used to wish I could go back and tell my younger self that that broken crayon wasn't worth crying over. But all I could do was tell my brother not to cry over broken toys. And now I don't care anymore. At this point in my life I wish I could go back and tell my slightly younger self that that lost relationship was not worth crying over. But all ( Read more... )

Would anybody care to tell me what my reason is?

Four Jobs I've had ( Read more... )