Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore...

thank the lord for good music. it's the only thing that seems to keep me sane these days. the new spill canvas cd is phenomenal. seriously, check it out. i'm still searching for the song that andrew mcmahon does guest work on, but i dont mind listening to the cd on repeat to figure it out. speaking of andrew, i feel like we need some new soco or jm music these days.

school makes me want to blow my face off with a glock nine. i dont even know if it's possible but whatever.i hate school. and it's not like," oh this is annoying that i have to be in class instead of watching tv or hanging out with my friends"...it's more like "i'm going to shoot my fucking face off because i absolutely hate every single aspect of every single class i am enrolled in." there is nothing enjoyable about this semester. except bowling, now that i can actually bowl and i stopped pulling the muscle in my ass. i bowled a 129 on monday! but that class is ending in 2 weeks. i started the ice age class on monday and that was stupid. i feel like i'm going to be skipping it often. i think i can get a D in it and it still wont affect my gpa because it's only a one credit class.

i think i'm going to go apple picking this weekend. david told me about this place in kent that i think i want to check out. i think they have pumpkins too, which i want to carve and then also bake the seeds. yummm. there goes the diet out the window. i also maybe want to go to the art museam. its so bizarre...i really crave doing things that i'd normally do with my parents. i'm already looking sooo forward to my trip to florida with mi madre in january. the flight has officially been booked.

we're using brand new digital cammys in my pro photo class and i want one sooooo bad. but a decent low end SLR goes for about $1200 these days. and i don't really have that kind of money laying around. i need to get my piece of shit nikon fixed before my warrenty is up. maybe i'll do that when i return from nyc. it still takes decent pics in the daylight. the flash just doesn't really work.

i can't wait for thursday. thats what i live for these days. a new episode of greys. and then going to thursdays to dance the night away. i. cant. wait. and i get to sleep in on friday because i've got the stupid ice age class so i wont be going into work until noon.

LA Ink always seems to be on tv when i'm trying to fall asleep [which has been quite a job these days] and watching it always makes me reeeeeeally want a new tattoo. not that i really know what i want, the location on my body, the place where i'd have it done at or the fact that i have no money for one, but i just want one anyways.

i hate that i'm so bitter and cynical these days. maybe it's the weather? i'm sick of summer. yeah, i said it.