Die

I would just like to say that this schedule is absolutely insane and I can't understand how people are expected to follow it to a tee.

I have to live my life being a half an hour early to everything. I've never been a half an hour early to anything.

Also, everyone is so annoying lately.

CYA!

Walking closer and closer

I miss Pete & Pete.

I miss high school.

Sometimes.

So this is when it goes sour,

It's been so nice outside these past few days. All I want to do is lay down in the grass somewhere and smoke things. I don't want to dance. I don't want to wear a leotard and tights again today, especially not from 7-10 at night. I'm a bitch. It's always getting me places that is the struggle. Once I'm there I'm normally fine if you ignore my constant glances at the clock. Two things in my life are just like this LOL. I need more money.

STEVEN DIKOWITZ IS COMING TO UF NEXT YEAR AND I COULDN'T BE HAPPIER!

Mine's not a high horse

Rarely does it ever occur to me how truly strange some people you encounter are. You know, strange in the sense where you are forced to wonder how the fuck their minds even function, thought processes, etc. I just don't understand why some people do what they do. Simple as that. I love having to hide from friends in a way. Love. It.  Hide some of myself, some of me, as a precaution. Not trying to get things stolen, ya know? Now I understand. Round three.

Also, I've decided to work harder. I know I've said that before. Maybe I'm sick, maybe I'm smoking too much, but either way I feel so so lazy. I need to try and dick around less.

Today was funny. I worked for five hours with the dance company at a concession stand in the O-Dome during the Ne-Yo show and then meditated with some friends to Godspeed You! staring up at the glow in the dark stars Jonathan and I put up. Now, 4 hours sleep.

Turns out

not into any of it.

Cleaning the ocean

I have had only three major serious conversations in my life. By serious conversations I mean the people involved are both struggling to say something, but won't, and the subject is something the other person doesn't want to hear and something the speaker doesn't want to say or is avoiding in general. 

I really hate those.

Don't know where I can buy a heart

The one I've got is shoddy

Zero to love

I can't believe that Pilates is actually one of my classes in college. It's not even legitimate Pilates. Today we breathed for an hour and a half. We felt each other breathe and we breathed through straws. Joanie says we shouldn't "pussy foot" around. I completely agree.

I found out after that modern was cancelled. Wonderful. So now, I have a break until Acting and am just stuffing my face with chicken fingers, bundling up, and watching the Science of Sleep/sleeping/finishing Breakfast of Champions until then. I really need to shower, too.

UHM, I wish my microwave would stop beeping and I wish I could decide where I am going to spend this weekend. I'm pretty sure I'm going to go home. I mean, Alice is going to drive with me, I get my car...I GET MY CAR?...and I get to see sum d00d. Or, I could just have 1 of 3 enjoyable weekends in Gainesville. 

Also, OOPS SORRY WAT.