25 september

oh god I don't even know what's happening with this day.  I have the start of a cold and most of my american lit lecture just passed straight through my brain without sticking, then I walked over here and my brain was much too loud, i didn't know what was happening, I kept on seeing things and making associations, all the other times i've walked around here, there was a boy with a blackhawks hoodie, there were too many people on bicycles, it was not good brain times. It was twitchy. But then I got to coffman and saw the picture of the replacements smoking in the elevator and then things were better. Now I'm in the basement computer lab listening to the 'mats on youtube, and spreading my feelings to the internet, and i feel a lot better about stuff. thanks internet, thanks indie rock, for being there for me.

three cornered hats

so it's like two in the morning and I am still up. I was up till four yestrday because my parents were out of town so no one told me to go to bed. no one is telling me to go to bed now because they are sleeping because they are old and boring

i really should sleep because this is wasting my time

like, just a minute ago i was looking at pictures of panic! at the disco, because there was a link, and i clicked it, and on the other side was pictures of panic! at the disco. They used to be my favorite band and saying that now, four or five years later makes me feel unclean. But, like, I don't even know. Seeing Panic on the nothing rhymes with circus tour was my first concert, and it was fantastic. absolutely amazing, a spectacle, at the target center. I went with my dad and my friend johanna who I don't really even like very much, and my shoe lace died so i closed my converse up with safety pins, and felt cool. when songs off there first album come up on shuffell I don't skip them unless I am paying attention, then I do because i don't want it to scrobble it on last.fm because they're a top played band, and I don't want people to see that. I don't want to be associated with Panic! at the disco.

now i gotta go sleep ok whatever