| i love alanis morisette. i forgot how awesome she was until i rediscovered you oughta know. it's puure genius...and like. straight from the gut. download it . i also hope that since her and ryan reynolds (the hot guy from waiting) are broken up that she's angry alanis again. and that she'll come out with another kickass maneating album.
other newly discovered oldies on repeat: paula abdul "straight up" and "rush rush" paula abdul is like the prototype for gwen and fergie in straight up. i swear. just like gustave courbet is a protomodernist and precursor for claude monet....
if you can't tell, this paper is driving me crazy. haha
wish me luck.
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| i'm on my way to being here in 6 months.


the riviera baby. oOoh la lAhh. (in french accent) |
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| as i sit in bed surrounded by crumpled tissues and a pounding headache...what do i think of? a xanga entry. laaame. but an entry reflecting on the new year is quite overdue i suppose.
2006 was a crazy year. i've cried, laughed, and learned more this year than any other... but i don't think i would change anything if i could. i claimed to regret a lot of things..and i said a lot about being a waste, but those are such heat of the moment things to say. everything worked out in the end and i'm happier for it. so cheers to 2007 because it really does feel like a cleaner slate. no more regret and ugly words because everything does happen for a reason. i feel like i tried to speed my way through the last year but now it's time to slow down and cherish all the things that are slowly disappearing. like my last year of college...which is going by much too fast and much too scary. so while i'm still here, i'm going to make the most of it because there's nothing holding me back anymore.
...except for this effing cold that's kicking my ass. stay warm and healthy davis folks. we're in for a cooooold winter.
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| i think i'm a nice person. i try to look for the best in people..
that's why i can want to pull a bitch's hair out and punch their face
in...and still be a good person.
sometimes it's healthy to exert all your negative feelings into one
convenient target. it's cathartic. i can't imagine how good it would
feel to actually enact those fantasies though. maybe it'd be too much.
or maybe not =)
ps: and a kick in the shins, poke in the eyes....and throw in a headbutt too
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