I really like it when my girlfriend and I talk like late 1800’s gentlemen.
Backward noises in songs make me happy.
Like when they reverse a snare sound, or violins, or (good god yes) grand piano, I get all frission-y.
Skream - Perferated shows a pretty good example.
Word of the day: crass.
Lacking sensitivity or due consideration: “crass assumptions that men make about women”.
Can’t wait to call someone “crassy.”
There are so many things I just want to tell you right now.
So many stupid little things. Most of them are pretty sappy, really. I mean, really sappy, so much so that I get a little embarrassed just thinking about typing them.
Just received a letter from my best friend on his mission trip in Rio de Janeiro.
And it was awesome, completely made my day to hear from him.
It’s weird to think that its almost been half a year since he’s left. This summer definitely won’t be the same without him.
Stay strong bud, I’ll see you soon.
I think I missed out on the tickets for internships.
Out of nowhere, it seems like all of my peers are receiving internships from their hometowns, just like that.
Mine seems to be a little more adamant. Maybe I’ve got a problem with my resume, or maybe they really just don’t want to have someone do their busy work for free.
Either way, I’m internship-less, and that much farther from graduating.
That’s right. I need an internship to graduate. Like it’s required. I cannot get a degree without it.
Which also confuses me, you think that out of pity they’d hire me on to do paper pushing, anything really.
I just contacted 3 more agency’s and “reminded” two other supervisors that I do indeed still exist, and I am very much fighting for my desire to graduate.
I could go out of my hometown, or stay in SLO, but I couldn’t do that to her. It’s bad enough seeing each other as sparingly as we do, and then to add that to our supposed free time? That would be asking an enormous amount, something I wouldn’t even like to engage in.
Cross your fingers and hold your breath, this may be a rough summer.
Been switching between Tennant and Smith episodes, and each time I like the other more.
“Midnight” made me hate the human race however. The situation brought out the worst in us, and I don’t know if the monster intensified that yet. There are some obvious references to sin and the like, but still, just skin and bones, that episode creeped me the hell out.
Back to Smith!
Just saw a girl at the gym that looked like katniss.
I have never wanted a donut more in my life than I am craving right now.
Murmured words met form,
And a safe haven was born,
On an old, red-wooded dock.
Green leaves mirrored grass,
And the lake paraded glass,
On an old, red-wooded dock.
The beauty of words,
Is their full ignorance.
Anyone can write.
Poems are mixed words,
Their skins locked in grammar chains.
Through thought they are free.
Currently sitting in Jack London square, watching the tendrils of the sun creep into the black that was yesterday. Its surprisingly cold, and the shitty machine coffee doesn’t help.
But I can’t wait to see you. Whether or not ill be energized enough to show it will be the next problem, because I’m fucking I’m tired.