going to tour a venue on wednesday. this just got reeeeaaaaaaalllllll.

puking.

• plan a wedding (for real now!)
• read books for PLEASURE ONLY again! i forget what it’s like.
• get caught up on bible-in-a-year reading
• go to the doctor so i don’t die
• watch fringe. all of it. that’s right.
• duolingo it up
• join pottermore
• lament the fact that it’s my last summer before entering the real world

i wish all my homework were reading and i wish i never had to write anything ever again.

here are some dumb things i have to say:

1. I need to get in shape, fo’ real. Need to lose alla da weight. Stoppa da eating and starta the moving.

2. I miss dancing. Miss it like a bitch. Is that an expression? It’s how I’m expressing.

3. I learned how to channel my chi like a kung fu head.

4. Boop boop, be boop, bop bop poop, I’m a robot.

5. Gonna write a real inappropriate chant poem this time around. Totes inappropes. Might use the word tits.

6. Six

7. I’ve only read the first act of The Importance of Being Earnest and I’m already in love with Oscar Wilde. Henceforth I shall be calling him “Oscar, m’boy.”

8. I’m reading so many different things that they’re starting to blur. Think Jack Kerouac hitchhiking across Victorian England.

i never know how to feel about the first date on the gravestone.

and doing nothing really depresses me.

i tried to be quieter and still i made an ass of myself.