back at school. whoopdee-friggin-do. these next two weeks are going to be absolute hell. i can already picture myself rotting away at the library, throwing back redbulls and latte's...
on the ride back, i listened to Nirvana: MTV Unplugged in New York, Interpol's Turn on the Bright Lights, and :cough: the new gwen stefani album :cough: it bothers me so much to say it, but it's really good. like, RULLY good.
rich girl = the total shiz. i want a girl that can clean out vivienne westwood in her galliano gown.
tonight is going to be my last "free" night for quite some time. and by free, i mean smoke the pot.
finals week always manages to reassure me that despite how unmotivated i appear at times, inside there are still remnants of the bright, dilligent boy that once was. he's almost like an alter-ego. i think i'm gonna name him Xander, just because Xander is such an intimidating name.
on the ride back, i listened to Nirvana: MTV Unplugged in New York, Interpol's Turn on the Bright Lights, and :cough: the new gwen stefani album :cough: it bothers me so much to say it, but it's really good. like, RULLY good.
rich girl = the total shiz. i want a girl that can clean out vivienne westwood in her galliano gown.
tonight is going to be my last "free" night for quite some time. and by free, i mean smoke the pot.
finals week always manages to reassure me that despite how unmotivated i appear at times, inside there are still remnants of the bright, dilligent boy that once was. he's almost like an alter-ego. i think i'm gonna name him Xander, just because Xander is such an intimidating name.
there is something about 'the stranger' that sticks to my brain and won't let go. i love that book.