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| it's finals week, and you know what that means- skipping class. taking two or three lunches everyday is so rewarding! i think i might do it next semester too. sometimes i think about how my teachers probably miss me and want me to come to class, but then i think about food and i know where my loyalties lie.
some of you know that i am in a band. well, my band played a little show on monday and it went alright. alrightly. all-right. if you have any positive feedback for me, feel free to post it! i love complements... and muffins...
i'm thinking there might be a little poker playing on the menu this weekend. those of you involved, we need to get together and stuff. you know who you are.
that's all i got. i'm not feeling too inspired of late. if you want, tell me your dreams. i like to hear about dreams. and besides, if it's a really embarassing one, everyone will laugh at you.
g'night. | | |
| it's like, bleh, man. bleh.
the best part of nyc was the vendors on the street selling dvds of movies that haven't even come out yet. the second best part was buying stolen rolexes.
my head is destroying me. i didn't sleep very well (probably because of the late nights and endless sirens). i might be sick.
my entries have been so diluted ever since the new year. ever feel like you're falling apart, and the more you try, the worse everything gets?
you guys should check out pure volume. everyone else is. don't scrutinize it too much, though. ben made it.
i need to rest. for a long time.
maybe later. | | |
| nyc isn't as cold as i imagined. the sky is brown. it's 28� with light snow. not like waikiki. but the people are nice. (i don't really know; i'm just saying that.)
have you ever been lying in bed, about to fall asleep, and thought, "if i opened my eyes right now and looked up and saw a circle of tall robed figures around my bed, would i freak out? or would i play it cool?" i tell myself that i would play it cool ("sup guys? plenty of room if you wanna climb in... sorry, i got tired so i took off my robe. where's jake?" you know, something like that), but i would probably freak.
i've always been afraid of coming home late and going to bed without even turning on the light, only to find that there is already someone in my bed. and the person actually turns out to be me. that would upset me.
i gotta go do something fun. | | |
| i stay up way too late.
my brain is trying to tell me something... i think... | | |
| first of all, i just wanted to thank all of you who told me where my profile pic was from. i was really wondering about that.
zack walker devoured a gigantic frosty.
tom is looking at what i'm writing and touching himself.
the end. | | |
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