well. whenever i get sad, xanga seems to be the place to turn.

i hate everything.

idk. i dont feel that sad. just tired. and unmotivated. and i dont have any determination to do anything. and i find myself just wanting my house to be hit by a semi truck so i could have something real to actually complain about. but since a semi is no where near my living room at the present time, ill stick with the fact that my freaking 'n' button on my keyboard is broken.

kmiml.
idk. i just..dont.....care anymore.

i love life.

bye bye xanga.

i got the best dancer ever award.

and some ice cream at brusters.

nothing gets much better
except knowing that in a few hours
ill see kate moyer

525,600 Minutes, 525,600 journeys to plan
525,600 Minutes, how do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?

In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried
In bridges he burned, or the way that she died?
It's time now to sing out though the story never ends
Let's celebrate, remember a year in the life of friends.

measure your life in love.

(ok so kill me in my life for loving this song all over again.
I've watched rent twice this weekend..it never gets old)



these next few weeks might not be my best.

you had a bad day
the camera don't lie
you're coming back down
and you really don't mind.