sometimes...

sometimes theres nothing more to do than sit at my desk listening to pretty pop music and typing. i dont have a constant job, yet theres so manythings i want. wanting things makes me feel so shallow. i want a car, even a $500 1976 plymouth valiant that was sold to someone else. i want a guitar, even though i have three. does it help that i am planning to sell one of them? a bass too... guess that evens out. i want to learn to play the piano. i want a tiny flash mp3 player for to jog with. i want more illegal music. i dont have to always be with people, i enjoy being alone. i just cant stand being bored. i dont even know what to say about last night. this isnt what i wanted to say at all...





sometimes i feel like ive met and lost whoever it is im supposed to be with. we are assigned to write a paragraph in french describing our perfect romantic partner. i realized that it would be easier to describe someone i already knew. turns out i lost her too.




::break for dinner::

turns out jurassic 5 is playing at the chapel in early october. sounds like a party. cant say ive ever listened to them but hell, why not? well there went fifteen minutes right there. after listening to them for a bit, it sounds pretty good.

now how about this: i just picked up the field hockey game on friday to shoot for the old gold & black. the team has won back to back to back national championships and just picked up the number one ranking again. cool? i think so.