and.i.am.at//titan.student.union@csufullerton
and.i.feel//achy.still...but.happy
and.i.hear//the.scientist : coldplay
and.i.wear//faded jeans, grey striped hollister co. polo, red hollister co. zip-up hoodie, white/khaki vans, smile, glasses.

hi t!ff!

so yeah, my body is still hella sore from monday...and i've got voice and movement...the class that stretches the hell out of you...i'm gonna try to be a happy camper today. i love the class anyways.

yesterday was kinda crap because of my chem lab class...the professor doesn't know what he's doing, and anytime he tried to show us what to do, it'd be quite counter-productive...ughh...but...the payoff: it was really freakin' sunny when we got out of class!

so...yeah...

and, lab wasn't all that bad, i got to talk to my home-girl kim...and that was cool...i told her about my valentine's day weekend from hell, and he told me about the valentine's day that was just another day with her boyfriend. that's how it should be: valentine's day should just be another day, there really shouldn't be any significant changes in the way you treat your lover...although, she always says that they're a boring couple...but, that's cool for them, i guess, if she's happy...i guess. i think we're gonna chill sometime this weekend...or sometime, whenever.

so yeah...i had the hardest time getting adjusted to a little less caffiene yesterday...i was withdrawn from it yesterday, but, i was fine by the afternoon...but in the morning i was illin'...buggin out...yo.

i'm having a difficult time trying to figure out which new template i want to use for this site...i've seen a few that i like, but, expect a change soon...i'm also having a difficult time being motivated to copy and paste the links elsewhere, since they'll disappear in the transition...pleh...

yeah...i've been doing better since i've decided to not be so pre-occupied with being single...although it gets difficult when you pass by a really beautiful girl, or something to that extent...but, yeah...i've been better lately. (smile)

as i'm talking my words slip to the floor
and they crawl through your legs and slide under the back door
rendering me freakish and dazed
-- saves the day : freakish