also, lady gaga is insanely hot

i've gravitated to facebook.
plus i need a dreamwidthhh oh my god.

i'm also using real pen and paper to write.

i've felt some writing bubbling in the back but i need a trigger.

aaaaaaaaanduhh.

absolutely nothing.
at all.

i miss real friends
when they were always there
and when they weren't you knew why, they were at camp or violin or ballet or soccer or tennis
coming of age
our culture's ritual is more sick and masochistic than any suit of poisonous ants any african wears
sometimes i wish i could be nothing
it'd be easier

my cat's tummy is fluffy and he loves the sun
the sun scares me

i wonder what love's like
real love
not like

i should care
i should want to fix this
i should buy you flowers
i should pester you until we talk this out
i should stop talking to our friends about it
i should do so many things
i should care
i can't bring myself to

drowning in homework


i miss rhia
she's so much fun


who's scully?


sometimes i wish i was a lesbian
other times i'm glad i'm not 'cause i just don't get girls

i wonder if

fish

Roger O'Donnell - "Tiny Pieces Of You" from World's Fair on Vimeo.

Slowly.
Insane in bits.

A little piece fell out into my morning coffee.
Tomorrow, a chunk into my dinner.

And one day, I'll all have fallen.
A skeleton of what was once humanity.



And I'll be locked up for your own good.

I think I'm going insane.

HIS HANDS ARE ALIEN JESSIE.
STOP LYING.

i thought today was friday. *facepalms*
at least the science test was moved to monday.

Tilly and the Wall


of Montreal

tilly's costumes, while still amazing, seem a little less out there now that i've seen of montreal.
of course, karen o could still give kevin a run for his money...:


stage costumes > stage gay
though, with kevin, it's pretty much the same thing.

anja rubik

i think she's gorgeous.

it's easy to sleep when you're dead

of Montreal is cooler than you. Yeah, I went there. I also found the shift key today. It's kind of my friend.
Yes, the 'o' is not capitalized.
Thank you, Aunt Lysa. To think, I didn't know about these guys until that fateful car ride..
:D
:D
Listen to them. Come on. They're Psychedelic Rock.
Annnddddd I'm rambling. -runs off to burn homework in fireplace-

I just bought a new iPod Nano!
!!!
!!!!!
!!!
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(you can see my brain is kind of stuck on this point)
!!
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and it's black and it's awesome and i got a skin that's black with red zig-zags and then i got home and put Totoro on it and I am happy.

mental patient coraline?

i just finishes reading "coraline" by neil gaiman, one of the best books i've ever read.
and then jessie was all "let's write a novel together for nanowrimo!"
and the plotbunnies attacked.
this just popped into my head.

i could feel her crawling through me, poking at the recesses of my mind.
'you're not supposed to go there,' i said. 'that's where they are.'
'who's they?' she asked. 'can i meet them?'
i didn't know what to say to that. 'i.. don't know. they're creepy and crawly. they stay back there because the sun burns them.'
she cocked her head, leaning back against my cerebellum. 'i'm not scared.'
'well, you could meet them, i suppose,' i admitted.
she just laughed at me. 'like you could stop me.' and she dived back to Them, the scary and the creepy crawly.
she didn't show up again for a long time. forever, i thought.
and so life went on.

You guys remember slap bracelets? I used to love those things so much. I still have some lying around here, I think.
:D
I had such a great childhood.

i suppose i should make a new years resolution.

i will.. stop being so hard on myself and other people about little things.

or something?

i got two hours of sleep, okay.