I need to learn how to speak.
Granted, I can say that over and over, but I can't actually do it.
Maybe I need to learn how to do.
..that's what she said.


http://1000awesomethings.com/
http://contexts.org/socimages/
--> sometimes too pc-y, but not bad..

New pasttime: scanning writeaprisoner.com. It's so eerie, but the fact that it's so creepy is why I'm overwhelmingly entertained by it. Basically you have a bunch of prisoners asking people on the "outside" to write to them, and in doing that they write a quick blurb about themselves with all this stats about their prison sentence included. My favorite one so far - http://www.writeaprisoner.com/Template.aspx?i=z-4966 ... definitely check out what she was charged with.

I've been feeling kind of folk-y lately.

I have no time to do anything this weekend and it's a pretty suffocating feeling. Seriously, it's quite possibly the first time in the history of my life where every hour is on a schedule, leaving almost no room for essentials like homework and sleep. Oh. I love that I've put homework on the same level as sleep.. although I know for a fact homework is more important to me than sleep is. Cool.

Back to workkkk.

Dear Owl City,

You are not The Postal Service, nor will you ever be.

Something I've always wanted to do before I die is have my entire sense of vision overwhelmed by a single color. Not like how you can just close your eyelids and see black, or put a sheet of paper up in front of your face and see a single color.. I mean I want to lay in an empty field gazing up at a cloudless sky and just be eaten up by the blue in a single gulp.

Being out for four days has made me realize what a truly miserable human being school turns me into. Like how I completely and utterly hate waking up every morning, and just end up counting away the hours left in my day as it goes on.. I can't comprehend why anyone would want to be locked up in there overnight.


EDIT: Slightly melodramatic. Actually, very.