Together We Can Play Some Rock N' Roll

song: Rock N' Roll...Skrillex

I went to Sarasota this weekend. It's really weird how the drive TOWARD the place you want to go always seems so much shorter than the one going AWAY from it. :( Nothing to report, anyway. I was my normal boring self, doing nothing much with my ginger of choice. We watched Wanderlust, which was generally good. I got season 4 of Dexter (YAAAYYYYY) and uhm...yeah. That's about it.

Check out this site: www.horror-zone.net

I encourage anyone who lives in St. Augustine or any areas nearby to come check it out in October! Not only does it raise money for kids' programs, but you'll get to see me in all my gruesome glory, scaring the boonoodles out of everyone in my path!

MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHOKAYI'M done.

Here are some pictures I have taken around St. Augustine so far:

 

I really don't know how I feel about the third one. Its file name is idontknowhowifeelaboutthisone.jpg.

True story. 

I have more, but they are on my Facebook. I actually think these are also on my Facebook. Facepalm?

*Dexter Theme Song*

TODAY, I:

1. bought a secondhand copy of Eragon so that I have something to help me not watch Dexter for five hours like I did yesterday.
2. waited over 40 minutes past my appointment time to talk to my academic advisor, who, upon me FINALLY getting into his office, gave me his card and an outdated version of my schedule. 
3. got my parking permit and moved my car to the garage that is way too far away from campus.
4. walked back from said BFE garage.
5. went to convocation where I almost peed fire (projectile-style) because the people behind and next to us are still stuck in high school. Can you really not stop talking for one hour? You live with these people now, you disrespectful, immature snot slurpers.
6. Damn.

Off to watch 15 minutes of Dexter before dinner. Cheese quesadillas, here I come! 

What Do I Stand For?

Most nights, I don't know anymore. oooooh oh. oh ohhh oh...

Song: Some Nights...fun.

I can't express how much I love this song. Class of 2012 picked the best freaking graduation song ever. The I Hope You Dance/ Friends Forever mash-up was pretty great too. Jerked my tears right outta their ducts!

Our room is freezing cold. I am kind of enjoying it, but I need more blankets. Damn me.

Have you seen Miley Cyrus' new hair? I haven't. Let's look it up!

  LOL. That really came up when I searched "Miley Cyrus haircut" in google images. But no, really:



Oh. So the first one WAS Miley... No, honestly, I like it. I do. Put that in your juice box. Let me just say, after all the crap that's been said about her and all the things she's done, I have always kind of liked Miley. She is pretty and I like her voice. So there.

FOUR FOR YOU MILEY CYRUS, YOU GO MILEY CYRUS


"How many did Gretchen get? Oh yeah...that's right..."

Alright well I'm gonna go now. Hopefully I can get some books for 17 million dollars tomorrow. #poorcollegekidprobz

My Soul Was Filled With Crystal Light

First day at college ftw!

Song: Werewolf...CocoRosie

Thanks Lindsey, for the song. 

So it's only the first day at Flagler College in beautiful and extremely OLD St. Auggie. We haven't had any classes yet; it's just orientation stuff til Wednesday. That being said, I have learned some very important lessons in college (yes, already). 

IMPORTANT THINGS I HAVE LEARNED ON THE FIRST DAY OF COLLEGE:

• I am a very chill person. Chiller than I thought. Like, I'm friggin' arctic. I turn...coffee...into...iced coffee...well, not iced, I suppose...but like...chilled...coffee...yeah. Anyway *cough* I realized how much I like to not really do anything. I like passive activities the most. Reading, writing, drawing, listening to music (just listening), blogging :D, eating...man I like eating, etc. Right now is perfect: chilly room, sunny but not garishly bright, drinking the most delicious coffee from my single-brew machine, Fresh Prince playing from my roommate's laptop in the background...perfection. 
• I'm tired ALL THE TIME. 
• I'm perfectly okay with the previous two bullets.
• You don't sleep well if you're really afraid of falling off your bed. Top bunkers UNITE HOOAH.
• I MISS MY CAT and my mom and my sister. 

There was more in my head earlier but I'm distracted now. 

Off to the store with Alan, Memory, and Kara. Peace in the Southeast!

Ooo Baby, Baby, It's A Wild World

Laney is sleeping on my lap right now. Or was, at least, until I started rudely typing and she woke up. Damn me. Laney is just about the cutest thing I have ever seen, though. In case you wanted to know.

Hello, everybody. I know you've been missing me. I've been missing me. Just went back and read some old posts (I really like doing that), and, again, damn me. I am funny than a mofo.

So, alright. A lot's happened since the last time I was on here, and I won't even begin to list it, because it's really just too much.

But I did apply to college. Just one: Flagler. It's in St. Augustine and it's flipping gorgeous. Aside from the Hogwarts factor, it's in Floridizzle and I happen to like Flordizzle mucho much. And I like my boyfriend who lives in Flordizzle, as well. Even though we'll still be like 3 hours apart. I suppose that's much better than 20, EH???

Ahem.

(AWW now she's sleeping on a rainbow polka dot pillowcase. :') )

Okay, so I've really gotten obsessed with Skins. Def the original UK version, and not the stupid American one. I have this weird feeling about it, like it's so much more than a show. I legitimately feel like it touches me in some place deep in my soul that no show and very, very few other things have ever reached.This is not funny-it's like some ESP shit. It sounds so cheesy, and you're probably spitting on my future gravesite right now because lauding a show known for it's raunchiness, drug use, and tendency to show no moral consideration whatsoever. But that's the way I feel about it, and I'm sticking to it. (And it really is...like, that's an accurate description of how I like that show, not just me emphasizing how much I like it.)

...goodness gracious.

Now I forgot where the rest of that post was going. I have to go look at Skins-related things now, and maybe watch an episode or two. GO SKINS <3


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=edE3cEhM0Mg&NR=1&feature=fvwp

Tell Her To Make Me A Cambric Shirt

Song: Scarborough Fair...Simon & Garfunkel

Usually I don't play into the whole "It's good because it's old" thing. Like, no, just because it came from your growing-up time doesn't mean it's any better than anything that could be and is produced today ("You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you, don't you?"). I understand that pop music is becoming more and more manufactured-sounding, but I believe the potential is still there to create something just as good, and possibly exponentially better than some of the things from the past.

I mean, obviously. All that is pretty much a given. What I'm saying is, I don't believe in a thing's value coming from the fact that it's a classic. Catcher in the Rye? Sorry, there is nothing about that whiny, deranged Caulfield that says to me "testimony of teen angst." Maybe with more of a plot and some sense stirred up in there, it may have been alright. Alas, I was made to read it, just like every other high school student, and why? Merely because it has been named a classic by some over-Fostered lit professor somewhere who analyzed the shit out of it, finding things that Salinger probably had no idea he was employing, and thought "Hey, lots of stuff in here can mean lots of other stuff. Forget reader interest and an actual story. Anticlimactic is the new black."

Notice how I started this post by saying "usually", implying that, ladies and gentlemen, we have ourselves a juxtaposition. And indeed we do. That's where the title comes in. Simon & Garfunkel, while I have only listened to a couple of their songs, have convinced me that a large part of the beauty and pure MAGNIFICENCE of their music comes from the fact that it was made a bajillion years ago. Scarborough Fair and Sound of Silence have to be two of the greatest songs ever made.


WOW THAT FELT GOOD :D

I started a post half-heartedly pondering what it was going to be about, wrote a title, clicked in the composition area, and WAM BAM TROLLEY TRAM. I fekkin wrote. I went on a rant about Catcher in the Rye! I was really opinionated and, at times, ignorant! I disregarded others feelings a little bit (for they might feel really strongly about Catcher in the Rye being awesome...sorry Nathan). I let my ADD run free and didn't try too hard to make everything match up and connect perfectly for once! I felt witty and Perez Hilton-ish! And I kind of just decided that I want to be a columnist when I grow up! WOO.

And I only got on the computer tonight to watch some frikkin' Gantz. On to tumblr! :D

So it's 1:16 in the A.M. I'm talking to Alex on gchat. I've been feeling very strange lately. I can't explain it, so I thought maybe trying to write it out might help a bit.

Well, you see, it feels like...

Okay. Let x=my soul. And let y=a fluffy cat.

So it feels kinda like x;y. ";" is the new mathematical symbol for "smothered by". But y is fat. And angry.

But that's not what it really feels like at all.