*sigh* you have no idea how freaked out i was last night. i was *so* close to getting crushed. ugh.


wearing: jeans, flip flops, and a pretty sweater *feels pretty* my hair's kind of curly like too. me gusta.


feeling: myeh, ok. kind of sick to my stomach. but aside from that i'm alright.


listening: and she was, talking heads. heeeey eighties.


should be: cleaning. like, the entire house.


thoughts: i really don't have much to say. today sucked, no real reason. i had my critique for photography, and i suppose it went ok. but i really couldn't tell you. also, i have to go in on monday *sudden realization* i can't go in on monday... i have the grade school tour. fuck.


ok, well plan B.... i will just not do that assignment. *shrug*


i want to go do something tonight. i'm bored. please take me out tonight ^_^


dammit, now i wanna listen to my rent cd... only, SOMEONE has it. *glare in nic's general direction* ok, well i'm going to whip out the bootlegs. *whips out the bootlegs* c'mooooon dom mimi! wooot!


ok, i'm gonna go now. toooodle pip.


*megan*