you may be happy to know that i wasn't stuck down by the lack of freedom, but i wasn't refreshed and renewed either. i'm easily discouraged. you have to keep me going you guys.

i'm driven too, so it's an odd combination. all the work will be done, but i'm alittle dishearted by my own work ethic and product.

don't let me bring you down guys. this is almost over. RTA is hard, but then again, aparently you have to be pretty good to get in too...

not to copy erika's style...
i don't like to sound all bitchy about the homework, but i'd rather say it here rather then bitch inperson. so ignore this.

major assignments are due one on tuesday, one on thursday and 2 on friday, (nextweek). and one smaller assignment due on friday. it's gonna be a painful weekend.

whine whine whine...
it's almost over,
i'm looking forward to april.

when i can breath... i miss'll miss you all.

the calm before the storm...
like right before...

many of you know, and can sympathize, or even empathize about the homework i've been in... so i took me a day off...

there are 2 possibilities.
1. i feel refreshed and attack school with a new intensity.

2. i wake up tomorrow and miss freedom and the lack of stress, and it strikes me down.

oh well...

tomorrow i will pwn school. ya, you heard me. pwned.

ready!

B...I...T...C... PWNED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i had a great time with chloe. it was full of fatty grease yummmmmmmmmmmmy food. and chatting, and laughing, and not much else.

nice.

you heard me.


ali is coming home on friday and i want to see her, but i may have to stay late at school, and i want to see the gang at byron's.

i may have to stay at school until 11pm. i have class at 8am.

rta, all the way, baby.

ali,
i miss you.

the most absurd thing, really, making sounds for your own enjoyment, with others around, moving connected to those sounds. i don?t really get it. but it?s love and what are you going to do about it? the fact that it?s music changes nothing, i?ll be long dead before they stop me.

i don?t care if I can sing, i sang anyway, and this was the place to do it. whiskey, wine, ale and stout all flow freely. my flexibility was in fine form, if not my practice or skill. the sweet sweat is quenched by beer, mistakes or creativity, whatever and ever. (amen)

there is a song i am falling in love with, called hallelujah. rufus sings it, i don?t know wrote it. the words are beautiful, the chords are divine.

music is love.

it's dave... sorta


nice one.

a little splash of could, everyone. change comes on swift wings, and leaves on the same, if we drive it out. the world is smarter then that, so take care to care. i know you will.

ali

blogness...
what the world needs now?

a strange tangent of colour attacks the void drawing in the light of a thousand steps and twice as many thoughts

the laughter will run from me and dive deep in to change and the future will love me, far away.

*wink*

it's my birthday
i'm 20 in about 30 minutes... wow. what a weird thing. 20. so final, so new.

so far:
a love seat for my room and a memory card for digital camera.

there will be pictures.

i feel like fark
well duh

there wont be too many of these style posts... i'm not going to be the fark... i hope.