Saturday, September 29, 2007

hehehe...shiiiiiirtless

This post is all Carolyn's fault. See this dude I like in the sophmore class is prettttty fit. And then she started mentioning shirtless guys. Thus bringing around the worst of my perverted lil mind. hee! so sue me for drooling, I'm as bad as any guy with my own attitude. HOWEVER! I have kitty's. so I'm special. FYI when I make posts at 7:20 in the morning they come out as random. DAMN YOU FOR ESCAPING ME SANDMAN!! eh. th-th-that's all folks!
P.S. Just for you Mckenna and Diana lookey el song quote
---Caustic Sarcasm
This is the story of a girl, who cried a river and drowned the whole world. And while she looks so sad in photographs I absolutely love her, when she smiles. How many days in a year, she woke up with hope but only found tears. I know I can be insincere, making her promises never for real. Wearing holes of the soles of her shoes. Now how many days disappear when you look in the mirror So how do you chose? Your clothes never wear in quite the same way, your hair never falls in quite the same way, You never seem to run out of things to say.. This is the story of a girl, who cried a river and drowned the whole world, and while she looks so sad in photographs I absolutely love her when she smiles!

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

so..so...SO FREAKIN WHAT

HA. I love Voodooimprove club! LOVEit. j'atmie etc blabhlahowever the fuck you say it in french. list of good things this year!
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I freakin LOVE jazz band
and choir
less classes with homework giving cuz I dropped one for music
I love voodoo improv which I can do.
Getting better at bass
not having a crush on someone either in my grade or bad looking
my sister being in college, giving me myself and I space to breathe
Developing my own style between punk and hippy
BAD THINGS
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liking someone a grade older
not understanding geometry
putting up with constant criticism
embaressing myself in front of jazz band peeps
no more tacos! NO MORE! I CRY
people bastardizing Shakespere's Much Ado About Nothing IN A FUCKING SONG!
and discovering I might actually have clinical depression. have yet to check though
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good and the bad, bitter with the sweet. Peace out bitches and homies
---Caustic Sarcasm
You held my hand and walked me home, I know, you gave me the kiss that went something like this and made me go oh oh. You watched my tears go red afore my tears, guess it wasn't enough to take up some of my love just my trust. Did you think that I was gonna give it up to you this time did you think it was something I was gonna do, this time, don't try to tell me what to do, don't try to tell me what to say, you're better off that way way yeah