Blue snapple botttles

I could have gone to bed at 10:00. Psh, yeah right. Like that's gonna happen.

BCD needs to start soon, so I can be motivated to sit down and write something. Right now it's just inspiration let pass.

I sure take a lot of pictures of myself. It's fascinating how one person can appear so different based on angle and light. And I'm an egomaniac.

I'm kind of hitting a streak of low. But I think I can sleep it out. Chemicals in the brain still get metabolized even when you sleep, right?

These are selfish times, I got shellfish dimes, and sand dollars.

So I figire I have about one year until college admissions is real. I'm starting from scratch. What do I need to have? I need to prove my worth. Do well on tests, have projects and complete them, make contacts and find out that, you know, important thing: where do I want to go? I should definitely get some PSAT/SAT study materials. And I have no clue what the ACT entails, or if I should take it. I know there's half a million contests I could enter for some scholarship money, I need to track down which ones I could WIN and organize them so I do them all. I also need to sharpen my essay writing skills for the kind admission folks. (two birds and one stone!) This is one hella incomprehensible blog post.

Weekend Plans

First, I want to SLEEP, I am way past deficit.
Then, I want to WRITE, and re-organize everything I wrote this week. It's all jumbled.
Then, I want to PLAY guitar. I need to install garageband by the way.

So.. Watermelon thump? Ick. But I think the fourcorps' company will be fun.

I am a huge wikipedia addict. FYI.

Whitman's, the super-exclusive fashion house.

All in all I was working on it for about 8 hours, with breaks. But it's worth it to have something I made myself and is one of a kind, I think.

Project!

Take








And get






And attach to plain white tee.

Psychological Band-aid metaphor

So I'm asited about camp, but also a bit underwhelmed because frankly, it's not TiP.

My phone is so. freaking. sweet.

Tera sounds like her rafting safariventure is going badly. I feel bad for her,
Hope you get some sleep and twinkies soon!

I am blind
but see out of a thousand open gasping mouths
I can only lie
but my syllables ring out like unstoppable truths

My legs are bare
Like Shiva, who made me learned
And my feet are cut and unprotected
Like Yeshua, who made me pious
But my heart bleeds with love
Like the first man, who made me mortal

Not much to say

Work went pretty fast, I got a haircut which I'll shortly post pictures of, my phone is ever closer....

Marching tomorrow. Feeling the burn already.