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so fuckng cute..

www.cuteoverload.com

Coldplay...

Now I never meant
To do you wrong
That's what I came here to say

But if I was wrong
Then I'm sorry
I don't let it stand in our way

As my head just aches
When I think of
The things that I shouldn't have done

But, life is for living
We all know
And I don't wanna live it alone


andsigh.

and so it goes...


Coney Island Birthday Barbeque- Samantha


Big Nick


Wall of Lincoln Center, by Fordham University


The canoe-ship thing


Fuzzy D.

I had a dream last night, er this morning, where I was in boston with a family friend.

Inside their house, they were playing around with some posters or something. But their neighbors were actually having a funeral. The funeral was for the grandfather. Supposedly there were two deaths in that family within the year. Then we decided to go out but we had to walk by the grave, which as directly facing us. We tip toed around it and went to this pool hall/bar place. But when we got there they told us they weren't open till later.

So we kept walking and it started to drizzle. Turns out there was going to be a huge thunderstorm, and they had a beach house so we're walking along the beach to get home when there's this huge earthquake right when the storm rolls in. The idiot that I am, I jump when I think the wave got to me and I fall on my ass. But while the quake was passing us, we had froze for a split second. Then when we saw that nothing was tumbling, people started to cheer, that's when the bridge started to fall apart. Except, instead of bridge pieces, it was computer parts and printer parts that were falling all over the place. And then on the other side there was a HUGE printer that was spewing out its insides, like ink catridges the size of a car. At one point I just sat down and had the pieces land next to me.

Then I stared to walk away from the house and the bridge that was about to collapse. My partner is holding a little keyboard with some lights and says, "This thing costs a fortune, now I got it for free." I'm looking for my mom, who I distinctly remember was wearing pink, and I tell her that I'm heading out, away from the house. She's on the phone, speaking to my sister, and she can barely hear me. Then I overhear some girls talking about how they want to go to this nightclub because they had coupons.

Okay then I woke up and my whole body felt like I had been in an earthquake. I guess that really wasn't all that interesting. Oh well. I'll post up pretty pictures next time.

love, love. love!

this band called Margot & the Nuclear So and So's



Eight member band, with tons and tons of instruments. Yummm.

the other day I was at the salon getting my hair did, and my gay, marc jacobs loving, sporting a mullet hairstylist asked me if i wanted to get rid of the mole on my face. the one on my upper left cheek. and honestly, i was so shocked. i wasn't sure if i was offended or not but i was definitely taken aback. my first reaction was, "what's wrong with my mole?" then "they could do that?" then "what the hell dude, it's beautiful. why don't you remove your mullet??" that last part i kept to myself. he was doing my hair.

a couple months back i was tempted to bleach my skin color so i was paler. but then i thought about all the people who go to tanning salons to get their skin as dark as mine.

then i decided, you can never be pretty enough or ugly enough. if someone really loves you then they think you're prettiest just being yourself.

oh god i'm sappy now. i'll stop now.

and i'm keeping my mole.

Being happy is so incredibly happy-feeling.

Everyone seems fascinated with Snakes on a Plane. It seems like the, "it's so cheesy and stupid, it's cool" syndrome.

School starts soon. I've been waiting for it to start all summer, but now I don't want it to start yet. I want more vacation, I'm finally having my summer break and it's ending soon.

Fergie's song, London Bridge gives me a headache.

omg my hair is way curly and i have eyebrows.

I noticed a patch of dirt on my arm today. I must've forgotten to clean it this morning or last night.

My mind seems full and empty at the same time. I'm busy but bored at the same time. I don't feel like I'm sane anymore. Oh dear. What do I do?

What's the most important thing in your life?