Map Of The Problematique

A few things to say:

-I am done. I am done! Yay. No more waking up at 7 and coming home at 9, until school starts... in a week. Um, crap.

-I have an oboe audition in ... A week and two days. I have to play Respighi's Pines of Rome. That's the whales song in Fantasia 2000. (I mean really.. Pines of Rome, then flying whales? Ummm...)

-Also, the title of this post is a song by Muse and I think it kinda fits my life right now. But, that's that. I'm not going to let it get me.

-And.... I just emailed Taylor about this a little while ago.

Remember me ranting and raving about a guy named JR ages ago, those of you who know me? Well, I also mentioned him in like my fourth post ever, so if you want to go look, go for it. Anyways we professed our undying love for each other on the bus ride home one day in second grade, then didn't speak again until freshman year.

This morning I thought... jeez, what if he remembers that too?

Ha, that's awkward. Ha. Ha. No.

1 comment:

Taylor said...

Yay for no more 20 degree labs!


Wow, you really read all that? Danggg. Props! =]

Well, I see you've just had the imponderable joy of stumbling onto the blog of an 18-year-old girl who can't really describe herself in 500 words or less, such as in little text boxes like these. She didn't intend her blog to really become so much like her online diary (she was hoping it would have an interesting, helpful purpose to serve the world and all) but blogging is just kind of fun. This girl's a bit of an environmentalist and a full-tilt vegetarian, a bit of an artist who can't draw, a bit of a writer who can't find time to read, and a completely hopeless romantic. She enjoys white chocolate, coloring, wading in creeks, music, Doctor Who, and speaking in third-person when it's unnecessary like this.

Now go read the rest of the blog and meet her, if you like of course. :)