i am le tired. i shouldn't be tired. i need to do stuff.

i would just like to let all hairstylists out there that when i say trim, i mean trim, not chop. i can no longer sport the pony tail, :O(.

i witnessed a wedding today at ub's exhibit at city hall. fun. chemille fell, it was funny. i can only write very short sentences.

i am the boss.

p.s. downtown is really pretty at miodnight and so romantic. like something out of a movie. lets all go and have a picnic!

i was just trying to update some stuff on this fabulous journal of mine, and my brother walks in. it's 9, what is he up for? anywho, that will not discourage me fom prancing around in my underwear, it is fun, and everyone should do it. its like being a little kid again.

i did the fab five thingy, so you can see the best of all my silly entries.

Ya'll should go and see the breakwall. It is fun to walk on and see the broken "ice-boom". Terry wrote a poem about it but a few days ago. I visited just this past week. Fun times.

P.S. Go on a sunny day, with fun people.

in this current moment, i am happy. i am having visions of fields filled with flowers and tall green grass, and me dancing around in it. mind you, this feeling and vision comes all without drugs; who would've thought?