the everyday reassurance of being mutilated.

okay.
well, contrary to my general blah on this blog, i'm actually not just a whiny uninteresting person. i realized that this is starting to turn into therapy, where i get to complain about how miserable i am...but that isn't particularly interesting.

there's actually more to me than that.

at the moment, i'm working really hard on preparing to attempt to break into the fashion industry, particularly modeling. every girl in america thinks they are going to be america's next top model, but that generally isn't really realistic. according to the us center of health statistics, only 3.5% of women who are of the correct age range for modeling...are tall enough to be models.

i am one of those 3.5%. so i figure i should at least try.

but everytime i look in the mirror, this is all i hear. still.

That is so fucking annoying and weird. Every time you say you want to be a model I just wanna be like "You have to be pretty to be a model"...

Green Blankets

Pitter Patter

Last night I had a dream where I was getting reading for school.
Then I woke up.
Then I got ready for school.
I was late for school.
I got a "pink slip."

I have to relate a man with the power
to turn chicken to gold
to calculus by Friday.

The water backed up in the bathtub when I was taking a shower tonight.
There was a creature swimming around in the murky water,
I could see its shadow.
Sometimes it brushed against my leg.
After I turned off the water, it swam back down the drain.

There is a thunderstorm going on outside right now.
I can hear the pitter patter of rain on my window.
It has been raining continuously for eight days.
I would like to see the sun.

Remember how I said I hated obnoxious
self photography?
This is what I meant:

But you have to understand,
if there was ANYONE else who would let me take their picture,
I would.

for you.

:)

What is Going On?

I
AM
FURIOUS
RIGHT
NOW
!

CAPS LOCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so I stood on my head.

I am such a clumsy oaf. Seconds later I fell over into that desk to my right and cut my leg.
THEN I TOOK THIS PICTURE!


I AM GOING TO FUCKING BURN THIS CAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(oh, by the way, I'm starting to hate this blog.)
(but then again, I'm starting to hate everything.)

we’re neither pure nor wise nor good

i thought the world was sugarcake.

i'm so cozy right now, blogging in my bed. it's quite pleasant.

i'm a silly creature sometimes.

i'd be boy and you'd be girl