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Been working on a paper that I can’t really work on because I forgot all my sources at school.

Also, been filling out job applications. Applied to:

Terrain, Anthropologie, Urban Outfitters, Delia*s, American Apparel,  Borders, Ritz Camera, and some other places I DON’T KNOW THEY ALL START TO LOOK THE SAME AFTER A WHILE.

Been listening to Dr. Dog a LOT. Finding “Die Die Die” to be particularly significant for some reason. God damn they are good.

It turns out cigarettes can kill you
’cause when you didn’t come back
every time that I thought of you
I smoked a whole pack

I was up to about seventeen packs a day
I was refueling too
about every hour or so
I drank a bottle of white mule

I wasn’t thinking about turquoise
I wasn’t thinking about gold
I wasn’t thinking about thinking
or about getting old

got to be so I didn’t care
if I was leaving or loving
oh, what I was
and what I was becoming

I don’t want to die in your arms
I just want to die
don’t want to die in you arms
I just want to die


Sucker

10Mar08

I’m at home now, feeling sad sappy sorry for myself, feeling miserable, feeling guilty, feeling alone.

I’m also feeling alright, feeling normal, feeling more stable.

Not sure what to make of it.

Right now I can hear my neighbors fighting through the wall. Screaming at each other. Cursing and yelling. They sound like baboons. They sound like dogs.

My room still feels like a treehouse except that now there is a large vibraphone in it and my cat is too afraid to come out of the closet because the other cats beat her up. My turtle is still healthy and happy, though.

I was very disappointed to find that I left my camera cable in NC, so I can’t upload any of the pictures I took on my train ride or since my arrival. This is exceedingly depressing, because I finally took a few I felt proud of. Now I’ve just become a narcissist and been taking photos of myself using my computer.

Thanks to the internet, I’ve become a child a narcissist.


just three more days

cross your fingers

survive survive survive


Dealing

03Mar08

I’m getting a little better.

It’s supposed to be 75 here today and sunny, but I have a midterm at 2:30 and class until 5:30. I am really upset that I’ll miss the nice weather.

Yesterday was exceedingly pleasant until about 8 o clock. I always seem to have a time limit on my good days.

Oh fuck, I’m late to meet Ann.


I am not doing so hot. Max and I broke up. I feel really sad about it. I know this makes me sound like a five year old, but I feel a little like a five year old, so shut the fuck up.

Midterms are killing me

Transfer Applications are killing me

The good times are killing me

I’m killing me.


!!!

27Feb08

So here’s your future:

it’s gonna rain!


see blog title for most accurate representation of life, currently.  and cross your fingers for me getting into Temple/The Art Institute of Philadelphia.

Mid-Terms are next week, and my English professor is demanding a stupid amount of work in addition to our exam. I feel like I’m drowning. Goddamn mid-terms can suck it, that’s what they can do.

I’m going home on the 8th, and it can’t come soon enough. I think Jesse is coming to visit at some point, and I’m going to NYC for the day too. Other than that, I plan on eating and sleeping! WHOO EXCITING!

Okay, back to work. See ya.


I want to be really fashionable

so fashionable people stop and stare

so fashionable I break necks

Ann and I spent the night being really fashionable.


I’m not doing so well, in my headcase.

I woke up crying today.

I don’t know.


Something amazing happened today. Something so lucky and happy and great that I’m afraid to talk about it because it might take it away. I promise I’ll tell you sometime.

It’s beautiful out today, warm-ish with nice cool-feeling sunlight cascading down. I feel happy and balanced. Dylan and Blackwell arrive tonight. I foresee a waffle house trip.

I agree, Andy.

PS- the song “Mariella” by Kate Nash is really way too adorable.