The Vision of Confusion

So the Graduate made no sense to me other than I felt a connection with D Hoff.

Suddenly I Saw

That Dustin Hoffman in the Graduate and I were the same person except, oops, he gets a girlfriend...

oh wait...and is eons wealthier than i am... with better prospects.

But we feel the same way. Confused, nervous about the future, dumbstruck by the looming possibilities ahead of us. A little too honest for our own good, and managing editors of yearbooks.

(I Can't Get No) Satisfaction

Nothing on this blog is working for me right now. I want the colors to be what I want them to be, I want my font to be as decadent as the 70 degree Fahrenheit weather outside. WTFFFFF. I got into college. That was good news. I should celebrate, but I'm feeling too restless. I think I'll just go watch the Graduate. FRU G:fa
kmfd

ok.

Spring Cleaning

So I've cleaned my room. It looks passable. I've reordered my clothes for the third time in two weeks, and am trying out the third new blog template in two minutes. Nothing satisfies. URGH.

why am i procrastinating practicing for my gig.

because i'm in that mood, aight? NO QUESTIONS