Friday, September 30, 2005
Thursday, September 29, 2005
i wanna go to rehab... for a vacation
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
i feel like garbage. and i'm not talking about the band.
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
safe as fuck
Monday, September 26, 2005
everything sounds like coldplay now
Friday, September 23, 2005
you knows it
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
bang bang rock and roll
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
bitches in the news
Monday, September 19, 2005
kate moss is the new pete doherty
Friday, September 16, 2005
the girl with everything to lose
Thursday, September 15, 2005
the devil has spawned
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
beauty and the beast
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
sweet heart attack
I'm a little overwhelmed these days. Here's the deal.
1. It's still smokin hot outside and my apartment doesn't have air-conditioning so I'm living in conditions over 30'C in fucking mid-September. Ridiculous.
2. My internet connection is wiggity whack and barely works between 8am and 8pm. I have a technician coming this afternoon to check it out but it might not be fixed for another week or so. Or ever.
3. I'm back in school and, for once in my life, I hate it. I've wanted to drop out since the first day and have spent many hours crying about it to my parents (because I am a big sucky baby) but, after speaking with my friends, I've decided not to drop or change any courses and instead to take the massive workload as a challege. However, this will likely mean that I won't be able to blog as regularly as the semester progresses - but rest assured that everything will be back to normal by December.
Anyway, the point is that (aside from venting) I'm just letting you know things might be different around here for a little while...
For now, back to your regularly scheduled blogging.
Monday, September 12, 2005
Friday, September 09, 2005
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
i'm wastin my life, you're changin the world
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Monday, September 05, 2005
i love you i don't think you care
Last night, while packing, I found my travel toothbrush from Glastonbury and noticed the whole thing was covered in MUD - and instead of being disgusted I got all sentimental - 50 years from now I'll be telling my grandkids about the summer of 2005 when I did so many drugs at a music festival that I was brushing my teeth with dirt... Sigh. What a summer of memories.