Ye, you know you're up too late when your name fills the last post slot for nigh the entire first page of the blog forum.

Here are the reasons:

1] Student dies of an aneurysm Sunday, people already sad/crying.

2] Find out creepy obese weemo girl has stolen my sketchbook, ripped out the cover and my art, disposed of my art somewhere and traced over an original totally bastardizing the image.

3] Senior paper due for some classes, more people sad/crying

4]Stupid older dirty blonde woman almost T-bones me with her stupidity and ineffectual observational skills. I swerve almost colliding into people in the center lane. Thus having lost the ability to honk, she apparently didn't notice the ranting asian driving a green volvo in her right and rear windows.

Oh what a wonderful life.

I lost my soul twice today.

Okay, so I don't know what to get into:

1] Studio Art

2] Visual Communications

3] Fashion Design

4] Architecture

5] Chemical Engineering

6] Computer Science

7] Civil Engineering

8] Mechanical Engineering

Whichever major wins, I'll try to focus on at my University. Haha.

Hokay, so here's the dilemma my neck hurts, it feels very much like a hoard of dogs taking bites at my right trapezius muscle. At this point I look like I'm desperately trying to eat my left shoulder.

Does anyone have any ideas?

I'm sitting here in a chilled room. Cannot change the temperature. Cannot move. The flowers look lovely, what would they look like as a wreath on my coffin. I suppose I am leaving soon, just like the swallow. The swallow never left the Happy Prince. The swallow died. The lead heart of the Prince broke. Oscar Wilde is genius. I feel the coldness bearing down on me, I wonder if she'll still be with you.

Just wondering, is this 'Game' some esoteric being that only exists in California and Arizona?

The rules:
"To know the game is to play the game, once you know the game, you'll never forget..." or something.
Whenever you think of the game, you lose, but I lost, so you have a 30-minute grace period...

So does anyone know any good good dancy music like Dogs Die in Hot Cars or Le Tigre? I need new experiences.

What exactly is the definition of emo nowadays...it seems they've drifted away and created the indie/scensters and the preppy rich kids are taking over the 'emo' scene...well at least where I live.

"Adolf Hitler had the first emo hair cut."

Those crazy Thai. My friend went to Thailand and got her boyfriend that shirt...[it's really happy looking (light blue and a happy-dancing-man-with-a-gun-silhouette on the front)]

Would it be better to be killed first or last?

I guess you can blame me for being anti-social since I won't blog or have any refrences. BWAHAHAHA! I have limited internet access. BWARHARHAHR!