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oh.nine.

Fri Feb 13, 2009, 11:19 AM
  • Mood: Longing
  • Listening to: Basshunter: DotA
  • Reading: The Symposium
i'm really happy. =]

i hope all of you are doing well.

UCSD

Mon Aug 25, 2008, 5:48 PM
  • Mood: Tired
  • Listening to: australians.
  • Watching: Steve Irwin (R.I.P.)
  • Playing: Life (TM)
  • Eating: i wish.
  • Drinking: water.
done.

CU or Bust

Wed Apr 16, 2008, 7:26 AM
  • Mood: Nervous
  • Listening to: BUCKCHERRY
  • Reading: Hamlet -- Prince of Denmark (Willy S.)
  • Watching: Steve Irwin (R.I.P.)
  • Playing: Life (TM)
  • Eating: Spiderman fruit snacks
  • Drinking: water.
i'm just waiting to hear
from the rest of the colleges
i applied to.

it's quite painful.

Walkin' On The Streets Of DC

Mon Mar 17, 2008, 5:42 PM
  • Mood: Humor
  • Listening to: GC
  • Reading: Paradise Lost -- Milton
  • Watching: Steve Irwin (R.I.P.)
  • Playing: Life (TM)
  • Drinking: soon.
On the East Coast, where I live.
They say, "What's your problem? What's with this angry kid?"
You don't like the way I walk, or the way I talk,
Or the way i swing my hands.
You don't like the words I speak, or the thoughts I think,
And I know you'll never understand.

YOU KNOW!

On the East Coast we ride until we die,
YOU KNOW! oh, oh, oh.

There's a place inside my mind,
Yeah
A place you'll never find.
There's a place inside my mind.
Walk This Way.

YOU KNOW.

Closure?

Mon Nov 19, 2007, 11:20 PM
  • Mood: Distressed
  • Listening to: Calm Before the Storm
  • Reading: Frankenstein-- M. Shelley
  • Watching: Steve Irwin (R.I.P.)
  • Drinking: soon.
I'm more unclear than I was before.
I guess that's what I got.
simply what I asked for (subconciously, of course).
Talked to an old friend...
we'll see how it goes.



Calm before the storm, set it off, and the sun burned out tonight.
A reception less than warm, set it off, and the sun burned out tonight...
This is me standing in the arch of the door
hating that look that's on your face
that says there's another fool like me.
There's one born every minute, there's one born every minute.


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