January 2010
December 2009
three down,
eight to go.
and by january 1st, that eight’ll be down to six. SCORE.
Breathtaking.
I've discovered
that
a) I should probably be a lot more confrontational.
b) I tend to fall for guys who aren’t confrontational at all.
c) HOW DO THOSE TWO THINGS EVER GO TOGETHER WELL?
d) They don’t. Hence the story of your ridiculous mess of a love life.
AWESOME, thanks dear old conscience of mine.
Two and a half days
left and I still don’t have a letter of recommendation for my arts supplement. It would be nice if all of my artistic directors and choreographers weren’t in Disneyland.
Five days
and counting. No big deal.
Not like I’m extremely overwhelmed or anything.
Alright so
this whole college business is making me crazy. I am beyond confused. Do I follow my heart and apply under the major that I truly want to get myself into, or do I apply under the major that hasn’t been my passion for the past 14 years? Should I take into account how popular each of them are? Should I focus on what I can actually do with each of them once I graduate? What if I don’t get...
this is my winter song--
december never felt so wrong. cause you’re not where you belong… »inside my arms.
-sara bareilles & ingrid michaelson
Why can't
it snow in the Silicon valley? I mean, realllyyy?
Games that never amount to more than they’re meant will play themselves...
– Glen Hansard
Fall in love and fall apart. Things will end before they start.
– Sufjan Stevens
you know you're
on way too many pain/anti-inflammatory medications when you realize you’ve been having a ten-minute conversation about your incisors and your friends intimate relationship with them.
However, what does that say about the friend?
LOVE YOU MONIQUE. Truly.
And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think...
– Khaled Hosseini
Your heart is an involuntary muscle.
why
do I still find myself missing your familiarity, missing the comfort I used to feel in your arms, in your house, on your couch, in the passenger seat of your car?
Our hopes and expectations are black holes and revelations.
– Muse