Do I ever stop?

• Not really.
  
  I dyed part of my hair pink today, and I really like it. :)
  Kayla had a ton of dye left over, so she asked if Kelley and I wanted to use it, so. . . We did!
  
  
  
  I went to The House tonight, and I feel really great now. I'm happy, and I love God, and all that other good stuff.
  Oh, and at the end they played this awesome remix, and I was dying to know what it was, so the guys in the back were nice and gave it to me. :)
  
  

  

  

  
  Africa - Cryzp
  
  Happy Saint Patrick's Day, y'all.

One reason I love my Anthro professor.

"When you return, well rested and thirsting for knowledge (not Miller Lite), we'll continue with band law and order, with an emphasis on why the Yanomamo are so warlike. Something on that is possible in class.

Be safe."

Cracks me up.

Hooray for old friends! :)



I love these people with all my heart.

Here's to the crazy ones. Namely, me.

Here's to the crazy ones.
The misfits. The rebels.
The troublemakers. The round
pegs in the square holes - the
ones who see things differently.
They're not fond of rules and
they have no respect for
the status quo. You can praise
them, disagree with them,
quote them, disbelieve them,
glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing that you
can't do is ignore them.
Because they change things.

- Jack Kerouac

I had a very, very interesting day.
It started horribly, with me waking up at 1:30p to my mother telling me I needed to go pick my sister up, but since I didn't have the van I needed to get my father to come to Spring Hill, get me, and drive back to work so I could drive to IHS and get my sister, then take her to a psych appointment in Brentwood. So everything was fine and dandy and then I got lost. Very lost. Extremely, horribly, terribly lost. I eventually got my sister to her appointment, but only after an hour of driving all the way up to Nashville after I missed a turn and her getting mad at me for singing. Oh, it was lovely. She actually grabbed my iPod and threw it at me, yelling, "FUCK YOU BITCH!" It was shocking, to say the least. Of course, when I finally left to go back to Franklin, I got stuck in rush hour. Basically, IT WAS AWFUL.

Thank the Lord, though, Aaron asked me to hang out with him and Caitland, which was really awesome. :) We watched (some people would call it stalking, but whatever) pretty boys at the mall, then chilled at Starbucks for awhile. It was good to finally talk. Really talk.

Then the drive home. . . Oh dear.
I got lost.
Really, really, really lost.

On my way back from Cool Springs, I took a wrong turn and ended up in Columbia. In my defense, though, it was dark and rainy! And my windows kept fogging up! I can't help that I'm so hot! I eventually found my way home, though, so it was all good. Even though I used like half a tank of gas just today.

I'm now sitting with my father, reading FML while he watches trailers for upcoming scary movies.

My life is weird. Very, very weird.

Um.

I just spent twenty minutes explaining Photoshop to my mother.

All she cared about was making her boobs bigger.

She is so weird.

From this:


To this:

Please

tell me about your life.

I don't want to be kept in the dark anymore.

I don'd feel like writing anything of worth.

So instead, I'm just going to give this guy a cookie:


I'm actually baking cookies and brownies sometime this week. Orange Dreams and Dulce de Leche blondies, OH MY!