I think after a day of finals or papers or studying, I need to blog to regain some sanity. Not to say that Im not learning stuff I love, because I do honestly, seriously love learning about the politics of other nations and what Nietzche has to say because he's freakin hilarious and I like international politics and learning cases with the big red book and the liberation movement and the liberation philosophy and it turns out that marx was right man!... it's just crazy tho, everything. i love learning it. i dont love the grades and the numbers and the pressure. sucks.
im not in socal. i got an im that hinted that they heard i was in socal. im not. sorry man. sucky rumor tho. come up with better ones.
ohh i wanted to sleep earlier because i found myself tres fatigue today. that's so audrey hepburn in breakfast at tiffany's.
im afraid to make my walls barren. my closet already is barren. i have a dora the explorer bandaid on my finger because the lock in the potty wouldnt lock properly and i scraped myself a little and the bandaid says HOLA.
i realize that im so bogged down with distractions of school and stress and planning for the trip that im so not realizing how im going to miss everything and everyone for two weeks. michael, i know you've been good lately at telling me that you'll miss me while im gone, and it just hasnt processed in my head yet that i wont see you or probably hear from you in two good weeks. crazy. im going to miss you a lot, and im sorry that i've been too busy to say that, bc that's a terrible excuse not to tell someone that you miss them, that you're too busy. you should never be too busy for that.
im feelin the love from cha & jami for reading this on a sorta regular basis. it's like you care about what my interpretation on everyday is. it's how i go everyday reading the life section of usatoday.com and the daily dish of sfgate.com. that's how you find out all the good current events that are so frivolous yet important nonetheless.
so. june 19th you said? sunday??? =( midday then please. jetblackhair knows how to skewer the hells out of pork bbq. i'll make sure he doesnt undercook.
i miss luana. where is she?? hella m.i.a.
WHY do i have like five different versions of she will be loved??? the kanye remix of this love is good stuff tho.
i want jack johnson to make me banana pancakes.
goodnight yall.
im not in socal. i got an im that hinted that they heard i was in socal. im not. sorry man. sucky rumor tho. come up with better ones.
ohh i wanted to sleep earlier because i found myself tres fatigue today. that's so audrey hepburn in breakfast at tiffany's.
im afraid to make my walls barren. my closet already is barren. i have a dora the explorer bandaid on my finger because the lock in the potty wouldnt lock properly and i scraped myself a little and the bandaid says HOLA.
i realize that im so bogged down with distractions of school and stress and planning for the trip that im so not realizing how im going to miss everything and everyone for two weeks. michael, i know you've been good lately at telling me that you'll miss me while im gone, and it just hasnt processed in my head yet that i wont see you or probably hear from you in two good weeks. crazy. im going to miss you a lot, and im sorry that i've been too busy to say that, bc that's a terrible excuse not to tell someone that you miss them, that you're too busy. you should never be too busy for that.
im feelin the love from cha & jami for reading this on a sorta regular basis. it's like you care about what my interpretation on everyday is. it's how i go everyday reading the life section of usatoday.com and the daily dish of sfgate.com. that's how you find out all the good current events that are so frivolous yet important nonetheless.
so. june 19th you said? sunday??? =( midday then please. jetblackhair knows how to skewer the hells out of pork bbq. i'll make sure he doesnt undercook.
i miss luana. where is she?? hella m.i.a.
WHY do i have like five different versions of she will be loved??? the kanye remix of this love is good stuff tho.
i want jack johnson to make me banana pancakes.
goodnight yall.