I miss my best friend.
A lot. Everyday, I’m like “Damnit, I wish he was home.” Except…it’s only been a week. College is going to suck.
A comic about anxiety.
heymonster: At least that’s what it’s like for me. Except, my anxiety is more like, “Don’t pull up right next to that car, you could piss them off, and they could shoot you.” Or, “You haven’t checked what’s in the house for the past 5 minutes…how do you know you’re alone?”
I keep having dreams
where someone is trying to kill me. 3rd time this week, except I actually died in my dream last night. This is weird.
Why why. Why why why. Why. Why why. Do I live in Florida. http://www.broadwaycenter.org/season/showDetails.asp?key=400 When my favorite- and when I say favorite I mean, I’d die listening to his music- artist is playing a show in Washington. BACK BY A STRING QUARTET, OF ALL THINGS. I SHOULD BE AT THAT SHOW.
You know what's great about the Harry Potter...
There is no internet, whatsoever.
[[MORE]] The thing is, and this may seem really sad, that I think I basically do whatever based off of what environment I’m in. Okay, that’s really basic and common sense-ish. But the reason why I want to get to college so badly, is so that I can be surrounded in music. I could be doing plenty here though- I mean I haven’t touched my instrument in at least two weeks, and that...
geotropism: Beautiful track in 22 tone.
randallopry: Wendy Carlos’ version of the Bach C...
One of my favorite blogs has a store.
I’m going to die. More like, my bank account’s going to die.
So, I'm not a party person.
Most of the planned events for the first week of college involve “dancing, playing games, winning prizes, eating pizza, and meeting new friends.” Half of which, I’m not very good at doing in large groups. Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. That social experiment will be interesting.
One of my new favorite versions.
I want to pack. Is that sad, that that’s a huge reason I want it to be august? Just for the sake of packing?
I think I need to take a class on how to get organized.
Sarah and I talking about Opera
Six days until Don Giovanni!!!
trvlingdreamer: (squeals with excitement) I’M SO EXCITED I CAN’T CONTAIN IT
My dad just called one of our cats "bro."
Wendy and Peter finally got their happy ever...