I caught myself talking in my sleep this morning. I literally had my hand up to my ear, as if I was talking into my cell phone. I don't remember what I was saying. Next thing I knew, (I was awake by now), my dad was knocking on the door and asking if I was ok.

for the love of god, fly me to LondonI think it was Freshman year when Mr. Ferreira told us (drama kids and techies) about Equus. I remember really wanting to see it. It was playing at RIC, but I wasn't able to go. The play sounded really interesting- especially the main character. Well... wouldn't you know, Dan Radcliffe *my fantasy/celebrity ( Read more... )

Is Free Will an illusion?

I'm thinking of dropping AP English. My dad is enouraging (discouraging?lol) me to drop it. It's stressing me out, and I'm trying very hard to get back on my feet these days. Yup. I choose happiness ( Read more... )

( Meme )

I'll be out of the area until Friday. If you want to make plans for this weekend or need to reach me, call or text my cell.

In middle school I retreated into my room and read Harry Potter all day and obsessed over homework. My favorite teacher was Mr. Gallerani. I helped direct my English class's version of Midsummer Night's Dream. Freshman year was fun. I won't forget how I excited I was when I got a part in the "Senior Play" or when Erin Murtagh insulted the football ( Read more... )

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Ok I'm done.

Everyone is ridiculous and pathetic in his/her "own special way." Everyone is human.

40 years from now...

A friend: Remember junior year?
Me: Yes. It sucked.