I wrote a song today

For Teddy Graubard, and to all those people who ever felt like jumping from the window. But I can't put it up here, because I'm scared that it might be a good song and it's not copyrighted so then people could steal it, so I won't, kay?

Strange things are happening

We're feeling so good, just the way that we do when it's Nine in the Afternoon

Panic at the Disco

Apparently East New York thinks it's summertime in the middle of February. First I heard the sounds of the ice cream truck (umm, really guys?), right now the "limbo" song is playing, yeah the one by Harry Belafonte. Also, on Friday when I was coming home, a guy was selling cotton candy in the train station. I have no idea what is going on, peeps. It is FREEZING out.

Hehe

Am so busy. There's still so much to be done: English essay, emailing KP about my test taking changes, doing the video montage, going to Boston and getting that Cambridge experience. All very lovely things that must be done in the next three days. Djefdjdnsu!

on the hunt

motherfucker, i'm ill, not sick"
- Lil Wayne

While hunting for pictures for the video montage, I became aware of the fact that some pictures are best not discovered.

Some memories are best not revisited.

well...

This week looks like fun.

There's nothing like a nice major assignment in every class to get the thinking juices and fight-or-flight reaction going.

This month is the month where i must use all my resolutions and actually go through with them until I eventually crash from over-healthiness/death by organization. wish me luck. i wish me luck.

Dear God

I have died and gone to hell.


Welcome to Hell Month.