Textbook Love by Fleet Foxes.

"chill; you would leak it if the secret's revealed."

Obama in College via. thedogonsociety.com

No Worries.

Before I forget. 

S. McCants Jr.

This reminded me of you:

I Will Show You Fear In A Handful Of Dust.

Since we haven't been able to speak to on another. 

I'll just blog most of the things I'd like to tell you.

And since I usually let you do the talking

this will be brief.

I'm getting used to my camera now. 

I know how to take pictures at night

using the street light as the lighting.

But the only thing I don't like about my camera is

 how it captures everything a little too well.

I want it to see things the way I do.

I feel like I'm in the perfect mood to skate.

I feel frustrated.

I need to wake up.

My SkullCandy headphones broke.

And I can't find the box with the serial number.

Fifty Dollars down the drain.

I went to the doctors yesterday.

Before I cleaned Jesse (the Jeep).

The weather was so nice, that I parked far away from the hospital

and just walked.

The doctor told me I was fine.

And now. Today. I have a sore throat.

Irony.

And while I was waiting for the doctor to come in. 

I heard one of the nurses call for one of the next kids to be examined...

"Pegasus."

I had Drawing I today.

5 min.

I think I'm getting better. But, 

The shading on the bottom of the cylinder is wrong.

And. Lastly.

I forgot to play this song for you.

Lifetime by Mos Def

Fin.

Ramble In the Jangle.

That's Bob. 

My Mother bought him for me when I was 16. 

I Love him.

I had a conversation with my Best Friend (S. McCants Jr.) and we have come to the conclusion that 

We are going to post more. 

Since everyone on their blog talks about their day. Maybe I'll do it for once.

So I woke up this morning. Late. Again. I had my short day of classes today. 

-My Drawing I class was today. 8AM in the morning. -_- I will never take an 8AM again. Even if it is drawing. We drew cups today. To get a feel of dimensions. And then we drew boxes. I feel like such an amateur at drawing. I should be much better than I am.

-Accounting: Calculating transactions in Journals and Ledgers. Money Talks. I Listen. 

-Spanish... I dread this class. I'm pretty good at it. But I just hate when we have to do group work. I'm so antisocial. And the dumbass kids in my class butcher Spanish. Well anyway. We were supposed to watch a video about Mexico but the DVD kept skipping so she let us out early.

So after that I went straight home this time. Got into my bed when I receive a text from Nyquil(a) to pick her up. It's 12:00 mind you. She was supposed to go to school for the full day today... But how could I say no. 

I drive to 7-11 and wait for her. Some BaseHead lady asks me for some change. Okay. I never give the Junks money but I felt like she was a lurker. I gave her 25cents. And then she had the nerve to ask me for a dollar. A DOLLAR!? So I told her "No! What the hell!?" It's the peacoat. Three years wearing a peacoat and no one asks me for itty bitty change. They want 75cents. A dollar. One time some dude asked me for a Five (!)... Lemme not even start...

Thankfully she kept moving. Then Nyquil(a) finally shows up. (I have no patience, I swear she took 20 min. to escape that place.) 

We go back to my house and listen to music. 

. . .

...Then I took her to detention. Then I picked her up from detention.

And now that I think of it, she left gas money in my car...

That girl is Amazing.

Now I'm home. Sitting trying to delete ridiculous songs off my 30GB iPod when I should be doing Accounting homework, and revising an argument paper for Composition I.

Okay that's it.

There's more, but I can't do this. 

I'm telling you too much.

Bye.

Alien Workshop.

This is the best trailer I have ever seen in my life.

I can't even begin to explain how this video made me feel.

Righteous.

Golden.

"...But imaginations do that.

Let me use the example as a woman of an analogy. Me and my ex-wife wouldn’t get along, you know. So she would go somewhere and I would think to myself 'Where the fuck is this bitch at, what is she doing? Who is she with?' I could think of a thousand things she’s doing. But she only did one thing: She went to the fucking grocery store. That’s life yo." 

-RZA

Full Interview.

1.30

I had a very good day.

Besides the fact that...

My tea was called hot milk.

I was almost talked into never getting married.

I failed a pre test in Accounting.

And,

My Jeep wastes vast amounts of gas.

I'm happy.

Combat boots.

RAGE ON!!!

- L.

People Are Talking.

People are talking.

In reference to me.

I'm a nobody.

Surprised me.

Boosted my Ego.

Vogue Italia

February 2004

via. Foto Decadent

Download.

In my Intro to Business class today. I learned that the generation I was born into are called the Eco-Boomers. 

Which means, we have extra cash lying around for frivolous items.

We seek over indulgence and instantant gratification.

Ciao.

Heartless.

Who's Gonna Save My Soul Now?

by Gnarls Barkley

And On the Seventh Day.

"Muffucka I'm as cold as the winter."

via BlackBerry.

A Fit. A Track.

(One of my favourite outfits and one of my favourite songs of all time.)

After School Special.

On Repeat.