Sushi before the show @ Hubble & Hudson Market & Bistro.
Now I remember why I hate arena shows… Too many effing people.
Whoa. I just saw the Oscar Meyer Weiner car.
PUMPED 4 2NITE.
If I hide in the ginormous pantry, I can’t be told to do more work.
Automatic trash cans.
Serving a dinner party.
Berries covered in chocolate is like food for the gods.
Only those who dare to fail greatly can ever achieve greatly.
When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically thin line...– ~Cynthia Heimel, “Lower Manhattan Survival Tactics”
Blood & Twin’s Graduation.
From burgers to bikes.
First official meal of Summer 09: Burger King.
Bagel and cream cheese for dinner?… Bagel and cream cheese for dinner.
Chocolate Covered Marshmallow Santa in May.
Today was my last day of “athletics” ever. I’m such a joke.
First packing of Summer 2009.
Mango Limeade, round 2: much better.
Washed car and fulfilled required daily fruit intake: CHECK.
Wednesday morning donuts.
Killing zombies with G… But not too good at it.
Are these the moments we live for?
Noice afternoon. Tugboat, playing cards by the river.
Forget the fridge of fruit; Ice cream and cake.
Pet Peeve: over-usage of air fresheners.
Note to self: Sonic’s Mango Limeade is not too good.
… Whenever you chill the freak out.
“It smells like asshole!”
Oranges for a graduation party.
Faith has eyelashes now.
Early Show. Eleven fifty-five. Hannah Montana.
Failing to Focus
… For every good thing that happens, so does a bad. Given ANY example, something good and bad can be pulled out. There are lessons to be learned, and things to be grateful for. As people, we seem to dwell directly on the negative, failing to see the good. Things can change if we choose. We each decide individually.
Chocolate Extreme, oh yeah.
*turns dial on stress-meter to full volume*
I’ve let my problems overwhelm me, and in return I haven’t been acting appropriately. I know it’s wrong to let stress make me act out on anyone in my way, and I accept responsiblity for my r00d behaviour. I honestly find amazement in the people who have been recently dealing with me.
Schleepy, schleepy… Dreaming of WWII.
Fig seeds in my Fig Newton.
Last Monday Soph.
Winding down… but a long week ahead. Onward, ho.
Stop talking. Start listening, but don’t be mad when you find out the truth.