life is like you're driving.
you can drive straight or go backwards.
take turns where you please, but if you try to change the radio station...
you're going to flip your car!
i bet you think i'm deep... think i have insight to the world...
well you're wrong.
i attempted to play grand theft auto 3 and failed miserably!
i was going pretty nice, not obeying road rules and then i was asked to change the radio station
the next thing i know the car is flipping,
smoking,
burning,
exploding...
i failed the mission...
... i changed the radio station though!
Sunday, December 16, 2001
Wednesday, December 12, 2001
yeah because i DO my homework! no! no i dont! fuck i need a word processor! shit!
i'm going to fail everything i attempt to do because i start with good intentions, work somewhat well for a short period of time and then i get frustrated and bored! wow!
i am going to go procrastinate a law assignment! wow!
Tuesday, December 11, 2001
so semi formal is over. i got ready for longer than the whole thing lasted... all in all i enjoyed myself!!
to those who made the night beautiful, thank you!
to those who made me feel beautiful, thak you!
one who anticipates never see's it coming...
is it friday yet?
i will have to wait! hmph!
Monday, December 03, 2001
Saturday, December 01, 2001
there is something so relaxing about making your self look better.
i always feel lovely when i am doing my makeup or my hair.
right now i am cleaning my teeth... giving them sort of a deep conditioning, if you will.
to be biting down on what appears to be a mouth guard is somewhat relaxing... i'm not a big fan of the no smiling, or swallowing... i'll live
i'm not a big fan... "not big like big... what about like that fan *points to the ceiling fan*" hahah good times!
write me a song, on your grand piano.
i'll sing to you from the top of the stairs.
take me for the first time near your grand piano...
our little island, our sanctuary.
it will be clearly labelled at the door
SANCTUARY in little black letters on a gold plaque
and when we leave our little islan paradise,
for a more professional world of chef's and journalists and singers,
we'll take our sanctuary sign...
and... hey guess what, it's time to wake up.
wake out of slumber, out of fantasy, out of desire.
see what's there, now, what's real...
now where's your sanctuary?
pleasent evening!
