You don't love me at all, but don't think that it bothers me at all.

Innocence is Bliss.

Since everyone's blogging about it, I figure I just won't do it on Nexopia and piss everyone else off.

THE BOOTY (Including Boxing day):
Black Keybo Phone
Tickets to Chicago on New Years day (Main Floor)
Guitar Hero 3 for Wii
Seasons pass for COP
Black and White Burton Under-leggings
Aqua and gold Pashmina
Faded Grey Tee (difficult to describe)
BCBG Max Azria V neck (White with Black Print)
Leopard Print Leggings
Black and Grey Star print leggings
Black Tights
Green Thin waist-belt
New Black Suspenders
Black Sweater (Sweatshirt style)
Perfectly Faded Vintage Ramones Tee
New Diamond Earrings
Mauve-ish colored and Silver Nike Nigh tops
Black Cable Knit sweater
Grey Button Up Oxford
White Button Up Oxford
Tan Rabbit Hat
New White AA Wifebeaters
Black Sweatervest
Lots of Socks
Underwears
Watkin's Lemon Body Oil, Body Butter, Ect.
Harajuku Lovers Lil' Angel Perfume
Vanilla Pepsi Lip gloss that smells just like the coke bottle 5 cent candies
OPI nail polish- Bottom and top coat, Red, and Purple-ish color.
Leopard Print Makeup Bag
Hair Extensions
Shotglass Roulette Set
A bottle of Black Wine
A shitload of Candy which will just end up making me more motivated to lose weight
New Headphones
1984- George Orwell
Lullaby- Chuck Palahniuk
Guiness World Record Book (I get one every year)
New Sketching Pencil Set
New Sketchbook
Verious Gift Cards

I'm sure there's more. I just can't remember it all.

I had a had a heart, but I was blind. You had a hand and a sharp knife.

I'm jonesing bad.

I lie about it all the time.

But every time I see a satellite, and mistake it for a shooting star, I just wish for someone who wants me.
For the record, I'm not as tough as I'd like you to believe. I'm not always fine on my own.
In fact, I rarely am.

On our way from Stockholm it started to snow, and you said it was like Christmas, but you were wrong. It wasn't like Christmas at all.

I was just a distraction from your God.

I don't know how old this kid is, but he's really talented.

Can we both agree to silence what the other's did not see?

Now that schools done until Janurary, I kind of feel like I'm drowning.
I have so much that I've been meaning to do, but I just don't want to do it.
All I want to do is board and sleep and play guitar and see friends.
I want Christmas to come.
I want this weather to cheer up.
I want to not be sick anymore.
I want March to come so I can see Nikki and go to Vermont.
I want next semester to be over, and everything be done.

Assembling a bookshelf and clearing out my laptop all seems to trivial next to all that.

I think my problem is that I'm living too far in the future, and I'm letting my present slip away on me. I'm just getting further and further behind when all I want to do is move forward.

News time.

Oh man,
So something's happened, and it's like, of epic fucking proportions. Like, this is big news.
I have my first hangover ever.
Well, at least, I think it's a hangover. I mean, I've never really had a hangover before, so I don't know exactly what one feels like, but I looked it up on WebMD and it sounds pretty much like me right now.
This is really weird. Considering how much I used to drink, and I never used to get hangovers. So I find it pretty fucking funny that the first time I drink legally I get a hangover. You know you're getting old when... (LOL!)
Anyways, I'm eighteen now. The thought is kind of weird. I'll let you know more when I figure that shit out.

Oh, and P.S, as anti-Julia of me this sounds, I'm going to admit right now that I like Tila Tequila and listen to her music quite a bit, and that I think this is a good song. It's really fucking catchy.

This and that.

I haven’t written in a while, partially attributable to how busy I’ve been (but more about that later), but I thought I best get back to writing in here on a regular basis. I don’t know how things are going to go for pictures, but expect written updates from me at least twice a week.
It seems like lately life has been going really fast. This semester, for example, has passed by so fast that I cannot believe it. Like, if this was still high school, it would probably only be the beginning of November, maybe the middle if I got busy. But University is just so much work. It’s okay though, I’ve picked up on a lot of work habits that help me to get things done faster and still good. Also, I’ve quickly learned that procrastination is not a useful skill to have in University. Sitting up all night, literally not sleeping, to finish term papers is not fun. You can’t put a positive spin on it. Not one. You can’t just sit around thinking of what you have to do. You actually have to DO it. And you have to do it well. To those of you still in high school, BEWARE: Even the hard-assed teachers in high school mark easier than University professors and this might possibly be because the teachers in university don’t know your name, because it’s really hard when you have 3 classes of 200 people to remember all of their names.
I can’t seem to keep track of a lot of people and drama anymore, which I suppose is good for me. No matter how much I love drama I always somehow end up getting dragged into it and it just causes stress. I’ve never coped well with stress, though university is teaching me how to. If I come out of this with one new skill, it will be stress management.
Anyhow, more later about my recent life-developments and maybe a story about a wipe-out or two, because hells yes, Snowboarding season has officially arrived along with a couple of good snow storms.
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