saltydog: (Default)
( Nov. 16th, 2004 09:23 pm)
I'm over my head, out of my head she sang.

That's me. Seriously. Right now, I am singing those very words. Why you ask? Because today has just been one of those days. It's been totally shitty and it's also been rather uplifting. And both situations have nothing to do with each other. It's so conflicting and weird to feel those things at the same time. It's just crazy. I'm out of my head. Not only because of the conflict, it's just that... I've realized that... I think I've grown up in ways that I never thought I would nor had the desire to grow up in. And...part of me mourns the loss of whatever it was that I was holding onto, and the other is like 'geez. maybe you'll start making some sense now. It's about time you bloody wanker.'

I cannot focus. But I must do essays. This could be interesting.
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( Nov. 11th, 2004 09:22 pm)
God damn... home was never so l337....

I swear I was going crazy in rez. There's just so much shit going on that I can't keep track of it all, and I never end up doing any work. Thankfully there aren't any parties this weekend so perhaps I'll actually get some work done. Bleh.

I have and idea for a drawing that just popped into my head... but my fucking sketchbook is back in fucking rez. *headdesk* ah vell.. computer paper will do I suppose...><

I'm like re checking mixtape_bombers like every two minutes to see if that guy posted anything yet. If he doesn't I'll be angry.

We watched Emma in film class. Let me say... Connie and I were faking our deaths by the first ten minutes. That's seriously two hours of my life that I mourn the total waste of. x_X


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