rigmarole

my phone charger is messed up.

also, i may have to rewrite konstantine by something corporate into a song about homework sometime soon…

but not now, because i have to work on english.

it's no fun on the sidelines.

i'm sitting in my new eeyore footsie pajamas

with this pipe that i got from barcelona in my mouth (it’s empty of course, since i don’t smoke anything), listening to something corporate and reflecting on the past year rather than working on homework. i may or may not soon post a few of those letters-to-people-that-i-have-to-get-out-somewhere-even-though-i-don’t-put-their-names-and-they’ll-never-read-them-but-it-makes-me-feel-better-to-put-them-on-here things. in other news, i’m going to start collecting people’s grocery lists that i find, making sure to look for them anytime i’m at a store. you can tell a lot about a person by their grocery list. once i have enough i’ll make a scrapbook or maybe use them to base characters off of for the films i’ll hopefully be making at ut next year. i think it might be cool to invent a whole life story based on a grocery list. so i’mma try it. maybe i’ll collect receipts too, just any old receipts that i find lying around places, or if i’m out with someone and they don’t want theirs i’ll ask for it. i don’t know why but it sounds like a fun project to me? anyway. that’s all for now.

i want to pack my five favorite shirts

and two pairs of jeans and get on a plane to atlanta or new york, from there fly standby to somewhere in europe and just be lost for awhile. i’d bring a camera and a passport and a small amount of money, stay in hostels, and take trains from country to country whenever i felt like it. maybe i’d sleep on a park bench in belgium or go swimming in the mediterranean sea. anybody with me?

i just watched dear jack with my whole family.

first time they’d seen it.

i love that movie so much.

beginnings and endings.

that’s just how it goes.

i screamed. loud.

and i almost never do that.

i got into the college of communications and rtf program at ut. my first choice college and major.

now everything is in order to go according to plan. or according to my dreams.

what made it better was being surrounded by friends. cici, alex, jenna, popkes, and demur were there. and i immediately went to get my parents from the other room.

my mom grabbed me and kissed my forehead and my dad hugged me then grabbed my dog and danced over to me with her in his arms.

cici hugged me really tight and told me she was going to buy me some celebratory underwear.

popkes threw me over his shoulder and spun me around until my hat fell off.

i’m seriously so so excited.

inspecting carol is going well too. i’ve only heard positive responses and it seems like we’re performing better ever night.

and if you’re reading this and have nothing to do tomorrow at either two or seven, come see our play. and if you’re going to be in austin next school year, we should totally hang out.

in short, tonight was perfect.

I hate being so fucking abnormal.

luuucas:

I would relive the past 17.5 years of my life if I knew I would come out straight.

I don’t mean to whine. I’ve just known for awhile now and I can’t seem to get the fuck over it.

I skipped the first half of school today. I took a mental health/iron and wine day.

 I love Iron and Wine. And also you.

Just thought you should know.