It’s a school night. And I am absolutely not tired. I’m going to massively regret this in the morning. But I want chocolate milk. And I want to watch Glee on Hulu bc I’m massively curious about the show. And yes, I used massively as an adverb twice in this text post. Whatcha gon’ do? I wish there was more time in a day. Or that I wasn’t so lazy/ easily distracted. My...
When I'm writing,
The toughest part is beginning. I spend like hours on end doing mindless things, that are just distracting me. I basically get distracted by everything. But after a while, it feels like I just break through this wall. And all the words come out. And everything I’m trying to say flows. And it’s strange. But useful. I just wish it didn’t take a nap, a chewy bar, wings,...
No envy, no fear.
Okay, listen to Australia, by the Shins, this freaking instant. I’m really amused. Because I could never figure out what they were saying at the beginning. It totally sounded like japanese. All they are saying is time to put the earphones on! I’ve never heard such a beautiful phrase. Just do it. And Aaron, you’re right. Pandora is awesome.
Sometimes I feel like I’m from outer space, like I will never find anywhere that I truly belong, or anywhere that I really fit in.
I want to scream.
FACEBOOK is going to be the death of my soul, and not to mention, my self esteem. Why do I lurk? Why is the idea of lurking so inviting? Nothing good ever comes about when you lurk. Take it from me! It just makes you feel sick to your stomach.
It's all about the side notes today.
Art is what you feel on the inside! It’s putting those feelings on paper! It’s nice to please others, but really, it’s about YOU expressing yourself. Ya heard?
I have a confession: I HATE TRUSTING PEOPLE. It makes me feel incredibly vulnerable, and it scares me to no end.
So, tell me!
Ringling College of Art and Design just boosted up on my college list. The brochure was legitimately awesome. It was hard cover. Srsly. Second love. I’m worried. And stressed. Papers suck. Going to a party even though I should be working on the paper, which sucks. There’s still tomorrow. Oh, goodness. Tell me something- a secret, a funny story. I’m in the mood to hear from...
Dartmouth College sent me an email. And I feel so accomplished and special at this moment. It’s totally sublime. Even though my scores aren’t high enough to get in. But I’m taking the ACT again soon. Maybe I can boost that baby up four or more points. We’ll see. But I’m feeling confident. For once.
Recycling rant! Yes, indeed :)
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