November 2009
i'm going to...
torture myself with a really sad movie.
happy thanksgiving.
deep in the night.
quiet and still.
sigh.
Let me ask. Is there such a thing as a third chance?
:D
SOO. I just came back from a fabulous honors choir concert. WE WERE PRETTY AWESOME GUYS. Mr. Picone was so prepared to like brag about us and everything. It was cute because he was so excited. We performed at the Jewish Community Center and as a thank you, they gave all of us bracelets from the Metropolitan Museum of Art. They’re pretty cool, and some of the guys actually wore them.
...
WAKE UP !!
i wake up every morning.
but the last time i woke up was never.
WAKE UPPP >:O
one day
i fell asleep. and i never woke up.
HEY THERE WORLD.
i hatehatehatehatehatehate calculus. >:o
OH MY GOSH.
thanks Maria. now i’m turning into a damn tumblr whore. we’re all at borders and i’m bored as hell … that doesn’t make sense … “bored as hell.” hell is never boring. it’s full of burning people and satan. that can never really be boring … painful. not boring.
