Rough draft

That's four. 

That's an idiot.

Of course I can understand.

And if sometimes the kids all seem a little sad...

I hope this will be a good one.

Carry the zero

I am not going back. They want a repeat next weekend and I can't even stand the thought. My mom says, "I don't know anyone who stays in bed as much as you do. Oh, yeah, your grandma."

You know, you can tell how happy I am somewhere based on the amount of time I spend in bed. If I get up in the morning I am happy. If I stay in bed all day it's because being asleep is the easiest way to pass the time. 

I am sick of hearing/talking about end tables. 

"I don't want fucking chocolate milk." 

You're not smart. You're not smart. You're not smart. You're not smart. You're not smart.

Feel good lost

I've had a really nice past couple of days. 

Thank you for making me reconsider all of the sad thoughts in my head.

No surprises

I would rather be dead today.

And I've decided that I hate boots.

Get off my bike

Back to swamp hell today. I'm getting nervous just thinking about the four hours of free time I have tomorrow. I visited the omgnewcondo the other day and reacted exactly as I thought I would. I feel bad now for being so openly negative about it, but I've never been good about faking feelings. Plus it smelled like old people and shrimp. At least I grabbed Naked Lunch from the resident bookshelf.  

RIP Chepe. You will forever be loved and missed. 9/15/08

Paris to Oslo seem like dreams

In theory I guess they don't ask for too much.

I cannot believe I did that last night. After six long months, I blew it. After six long months, I was so happy. Lol wut? Last night was great. Great! I can't believe it.

Waterwaterwaterwaterwaterwaterwaterwaterwater

You can run, but you can get no further than three city blocks from where you've began. Caught in a wasted state of mind.

Great by the way, I want to put you on a shelf.

I'm home sitting in bed. At least it's a nice bed.

Good to be home? Good to be anywhere?

Cracked the LCD on my new macbook as well. You would think that things used on a daily basis would be sturdy enough to withstand the slightest impact with a plastic mountain dew bottle. 

Office party.

Come on, chemicals!

Typical classy front row kinda gals.

Friday night I saw Of Montreal play at the Venue. The show was unreal. It wasn't even like a normal concert by any means, it was a fucking production. I can safely say that I have never ever seen anything like it before in my life and it was the most fun I've had while being in Gainesville. I went with a few of my friends and kind of left them all to go stand in the front. I liked being alone. I made new friends. This is probably because I couldn't help but wish I was back home in Ft. Lauderdale with all of my best friends seeing them play. As much fun as I had, I know I could have had more. I have such a good outlook on things, huh?

Anyways, Kevin Barnes is fantastic. He is absolutely adorable and I envy his dance moves. I don't think any other man could rock gold spankies, purple pants, or just shaving cream half as well as he can. Fucking talented. 

Oh and I can't go without mentioning the ghost, tiger, or falling fat panda. I couldn't stop crying.

Oldies?

Lately, words have been falling awkwardly out of me. I don't know what to say and if I did then  I wouldn't know how to say it. I keep pushing people away.

I really haven't done anything productive today except for go to my history lecture. I planned on spending the day completing my research paper so I could just revise it tomorrow. Instead I watched Hard Candy, which really just annoyed me, and then slept. I slept from 4 - 8:30. My room is too messy anyways. I always feel like I can't do anything until I clean. I never clean. I'm pro at wasting days. I didn't think I could break a bad habit.

One of my roommate's mom is spending the night in our apartment tonight. Just weird.

I'm sick of you, MARGARET!

Fleeting

I'm just passing through. I can't decide if change is a good or a bad thing. It's almost as if the people or things around you continuously change and then you have to change to adapt to that change. So much changing until you find the change you like; that's life.

All I know is: I don't like this one.

Changing just makes me tired and lazy. Lately, I've been living in my dreams.

Home on Thursday. Thanks for the rope.